Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

In an empty space, there are several cracks of different sizes scattered on the hard rock ground, and around it are piles of Nima stones whose function is unknown.

The scattered ancient corpses were like a primitive human sacrifice site, with countless mummies piled on the ground.

"Don't open your eyes." Zhang Qiling took off a piece of clothing from the ancient corpse, his voice slightly hoarse.

Xie Yuchen nodded, quickly spread out an obviously Tibetan-style robe, and painted strange patterns on it with stone paint.

Wearing a wide Tibetan robe, he stepped on the gravel and danced the steps he knew by heart. As his unusually long fingers pressed down, the familiar Bat Sutra sounded.

Zhang Qiling jumped out of the gap and hid behind a huge rock. He stared at the surrounding air, his blood boiling and the Qilin on his shoulder glared angrily. White smoke was rising from the cold underground. He had to try his best, even if he was not sure.

When the Bat Sutra sounded on the other end of the satellite phone, he and Xie Yuchen realized that the blind man had started his own sacrifice.

The remaining time was not enough for the two to reach the altar. Fortunately, this ancient god could come out through the cracks in the ground. Zhang Qiling ran along the cliff in the dark, quickly looking for a geographical location that could attract it to accept sacrifices. Fortunately, he made it in time.

When a huge explosion was heard from the satellite phone, he was even distracted for a moment. He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and made a final attempt.

Xie Yuchen spun with his eyes closed. Countless black soft-bodied creatures like slugs rose from the ground, looking at the incomplete sacrifice with curiosity. The darkness continued to expand, and just as it was about to accept the sacrifice, it suddenly felt a terrifying breath coming from behind.

In the darkness, Zhang Musi could even feel the ancient creature's hesitation for a moment. It was not sure what was in front of it, but it exuded the fear that was engraved in its genes during ancient times.

Zhang Qiling raised his blood-stained hands, faced the dark waves coming from all directions, and quickly moved his body activated by the heat of blood, pushing back the darkness step by step.

The ancient creature seemed to realize that it was being teased, and like a pufferfish that sensed danger, it suddenly became extremely huge, wrapped the three people in different areas in its body in the blink of an eye, and dragged them directly into the underground.

What followed was endless darkness. In this darkness, Zhang Musi even confused the existence of time. He even thought that he would have to wait until the end of the plot, when a new scene appeared before his eyes.

This place is even more familiar, with the familiar Manggusi, the extra-long banquet table, and the Qilinjie that is still lying in their warehouse and laboratory.

"The first group of people who lived long lives and were able to utilize Qilin's blood can also be said to be the earliest Zhang family or Zhang-like people."

Wen Binghui's voice sounded, "Someone must have left here, and these people chose to stay here. But the later ones must have left to cultivate immortality... No wonder they say that immortality can be cultivated at the bottom of Kunlun Mountain. If the people who left become extremely long-lived, then in the eyes of others, they are indeed cultivating immortality. The people who left gradually gathered and intermarried, forming the earliest Zhang family.

His view shifted towards the ground and he almost cried out in surprise.

Zhang Qiling and the blind man fell to the ground at the banquet. All the water in their bodies had evaporated. Their sunken faces and wrinkled flesh were tightly attached to their bones. Their sunken eye sockets were black, as if they were corpses unearthed in the desert.

The blind man's glasses were completely broken. If it weren't for the dagger behind him, Zhang Muchi would have found it difficult to recognize the two men.

Wuxie, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life in his middle age, stood aside and looked at Wen Binghui coldly. Zhang Muchi could see from his eyes that he had long been tired of such a life that could never be deciphered. That self-destructive and crazy mentality was particularly obvious in him.

For those who have immortality, they have long been prepared to face this kind of mentality, and Wuxie's life process is more like being forcibly inserted into a destiny that does not belong to him.

It's like bungee jumping. A person who has prepared himself mentally for a week can just fasten the safety rope, take a few deep breaths and jump. But if you take a person who is afraid of heights to a high-altitude diving platform and tell him that he must go down, he will most likely jump directly due to his crazy thoughts.

"Including the Jie family's Qi Tian Da Gua, the core of the plan has never been Brother, nor Hua Er Ye and Hei Ye. The plan from the beginning was about you, to get you here and solve the problems here. They are just the necessary conditions to push you to this step."

"Go in." Wen Binghui said vaguely, "Since we have come this far, this time, it must be you."

“Hahahaha,” Wen Binghui suddenly laughed out loud at Wuxie’s gloomy face. “Second Master and Eighth Master knew that the Old Nine Gates couldn’t handle you and you couldn’t enter the Bronze Gate, so they made this backup plan. It’s useless, Wuxie. Stop struggling. You’re destined to end up like this, you unlucky fellow.”

Suddenly, Wen Binghui pressed Wuxie's head into the bronze hole and whispered in his ear.

"Do you know what's going on here? Do you know that those who pursue immortality change at that moment? The Old Nine Sects have exhausted several generations, Mr. Hua is unconditionally loyal to you, and the Huo family would rather use the lives of their family members to put on a show for you. Don't you want to know what they are seeking?"

"Wu Xie, the answer is inside. You have to go in and find it yourself. When you find it..."

Suddenly, with a bang, the fat man knocked Wen Binghui unconscious from behind, and his eyes, colder than ever before, swept over everyone present.

Looking at Wuxie with an especially serious expression, whose expression had obviously relaxed, the fat man wanted to feel for the cigarette in his pocket, but found that it was gone.

"Stay back, don't go near those holes."

Zhang Qiling suddenly woke up, pinched Wuxie's forward-leaning shoulders, and spoke in a hoarse voice. The fat man hurried forward to help the mute up. Now, every breath he took would consume a huge amount of physical energy for him.

Wuxie looked at the cave entrance without saying anything. He could feel the darkness inside had an inexplicable attraction to him. After being silent for a while, he slowly spoke.

"Can you tell me what's in here? What's the answer to what has trapped the Nine Gates for generations? Where will my ending be?"

Zhang Qiling didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say.

The blind man moved his fingers half-consciously, and the fingers brushed across Zhang Qiling's fingertips like a gentle breeze.

Zhang Musi was so anxious that he wanted to raise his hand to speak: Teacher! Teacher! I know this question! It is a crime, it is reselling cultural relics, your current fate should be life imprisonment!