Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

The time inside the bronze door is different from the outside world. The time spent by other people who entered the bronze door to peek at the ultimate is much shorter than that of him who has experienced three reincarnations.

In fact, when the rhino light went out at the very beginning, he should have realized that the time he was in had already exceeded the range that the Zhang family had always set.

Moreover, only a very small number of people from the Zhang family had entered the area where he was, and most of them just completed tasks in similar important places on the top of the Panlong Pillar.

Above the Panlong Pillar is an altar as big as a football field. Several huge bronze beams on the four sides of the altar extend straight into the darkness and connect to the surrounding cliffs.

Hanging from the beams are layers of bronze hexagonal bells that look like crystal chandelier beads. They extend from large to small like bunches of grapes, and are particularly spectacular, like an upside-down bronze bell tree.

In the middle of the altar is a huge bronze stele, nearly three stories high. It seems to be extended from the Panlong Pillar. The clear and smooth positive carving lines on the front are engraved with a complete Qilin totem. The majestic Qilin stepping on fire stands in the clouds. Through the pattern, it seems that the Qilin is really alive, standing in the clouds to protect all living beings.

There are densely packed characters engraved on the back, which are even older than the oracle bone script. They seem like a special type of writing that has never appeared in any history.

This should be the Zhang family's original writing system in their historical inheritance, which serves as the strongest barrier for internal inheritance.

Many technological products here are subject to electromagnetic interference. Fortunately, Dahuang has merged with him, and he can control many permissions by himself. He simply translated the contents of the inscription.

There was no unnecessary information revealed in it, just like the Zhang family's usual silence. Not even a single word mentioned their own efforts, but only a simple and straightforward warning.

The Zhang family must strictly abide by their duty to protect this place. There are ten bronze drums scattered around the altar, representing the heaven, the earth, the east, the west, the south, the north, the gate of life, the place of death, the past, and the future. They are arranged in order, based on the changes in the world, and the directions represented by the ten bronze drums automatically change every hundred years.

The Zhang family's garrison personnel need to activate the bronze drums in a given order. The transmission will drive the hexagonal bells below. The activated quantum field will change the chaotic time vortex in the lower space and maintain the shielding effect between the internal space and the outside world.

The Dragon of Creation, this specific name cannot be translated. It should be a word created based on the image of a dragon. It will maintain a state of neither death nor life. The Zhang family expressed their sincere gratitude for the efforts made here, and hoped that at some point, the gods here would be able to get rid of this invisible shackles.

When things develop to the point where they are irreversible, all the mechanisms set up by the Zhang family will be activated at the same time, creating a huge distorted force field, doing everything possible to change the direction of the crisis. The clan land will serve as the last layer of barrier. If destruction is inevitable, the Zhang family will completely destroy the device in the bronze door before the ultimate comes. The world has been destroyed, thanks to the Dragon God for his long-term protection.

Damn it, Zhang Musi bit the non-existent handkerchief and almost cried when looking at the inscription. There is no heart, this world has no heart, the little Zhangs are just so dead. No wonder that troll wanted to restart the world even if he wanted to beat the Nine-headed Insect. Who would be willing to see such a good little Zhang make them sad?

"Ouch~"

0, activated 10 bronze drums in sequence. With each sound, the space below kept shaking. After 8 strikes, even though he felt that only a few minutes had passed, it felt like ten years had passed in the outside world.

Everything was done. Zhang Musi sat in the center of the altar, squinting his eyes as if in meditation for a long time.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"I'm sure." Zhang Musi said calmly, "If I don't succeed this time, the remaining chances are too slim. This is the only way I can leave for them."

The Dragon God was silent for a long time before he slowly uttered the word "good".

Then, a beam of yellow light peeled off from Zhang Muchi's body, floated in the air, and transformed into a blurry little hand that waved, then disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Having achieved his goal, Zhang Musi quickly held on to his little tail and quickly slipped out of the bronze door.

Hula…

Except for a human-faced owl flying by, there was no living creature outside the door. The imagined tears in the eyes, the long-awaited reunion, the sound of gongs and drums and the blast of firecrackers all vanished in the bleakness.

There was only a yellowed piece of paper tremblingly stuck on the bronze door.

"We'll go back first, and you can go home directly after you come out."

Zhang Musi: ...

He clenched the note in his hand, feeling as if he was not experiencing a life-and-death experience, but that he was the only one who refused to leave the amusement park, and the adults at home left helpless messages.

Fortunately, there were some clothes left for him to change in the underground passage, and they were new pajamas.

Zhang Musi, who looked worthless, was instantly satisfied~

When he returned to the hive wearing big shorts and a vest, he saw groups of people gathered in the conference room, with a strong atmosphere of people eating melons inside and outside.

A powerful voice came from the center of the tightly surrounded area, and the voice seemed a little familiar.

He smelled the smell and excitedly squeezed into the crowd, chattering and asking, "What's wrong?"

The people around didn't even turn their heads and shared it with the newcomer.

"That guy, Wuxie, is not satisfied with our price adjustment for him alone. This month, we have...what's his name...yes, this is the third round of price consultation and negotiation."

"Price negotiation?" Zhang Musi wondered, "Why is Wuxie still in the tomb-robbing business? What kind of service does he need?"

The word was too formal, and Zhang Muchi always felt that it didn't sound right.

"Hey, how could that be possible? After arriving at the Queen Mother of the West Palace, Wu Xie arrested Wu Sanxing and immediately sent him to the public security agency without saying a word. The court went through the formalities and sentenced him directly. He is now in jail."

"Then why does he still need our service?"

The gossiping guy slapped his thigh!

"Now Wuxie has passed the civil service exam! Thanks to the destruction of Wu Sanxing's tomb-robbing gang, he rose to prominence and is now the head of a provincial museum. He donated all his family assets."

"Oh shit!" Zhang Musi was shocked. He never expected that the outside world would change so quickly.

"At that time, the news reported every day that he was a good young man of the time and a good son of the motherland. Even though he had a dark history of making mistakes, he was brave enough to correct the wrongs and became very popular."

"I heard that his third uncle scolds him every day in prison. It would be a waste for a crosstalk artist if he doesn't have such good words."

The gossip horn smacked its lips and shared with great satisfaction, "In fact, he has avenged his family."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Musi was very curious.

"You know, Jude Kao has been blocked by China. Don't even think about setting foot in China in your life."

Oh~