Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

Wuxie and Xiaohua supported each other as they walked out of the courtyard. The early morning sun shone on their faces, as if it were just yesterday, but without the slightest warmth. The usually well-behaved Hua Ye did not care about anything else at this moment. He wanted to confirm the truth of this matter.

If this is true, then the ambition of the Old Nine Gates has reached an unprecedented level. Even now, when he thinks about a group of tomb robbers wanting to create a god, he can't help but feel terrified.

Xiaohua's car rushed out of the alley and disappeared in a flash, leaving Wuxie, the protagonist of Jiumen Deification, standing there cursing.

"Damn it, I will never bless you to get rich in the future!"

He looked around, really not knowing where he should go. Scratching his head, he turned around and opened the door behind him.

He just stood there in a daze. It took less than three minutes for him to go in and out. At that time, his face was heavy. Several heroes who were dedicated to the human mission and swore to defend the power of sunshine to the death were now fighting around a table.

"You fucking drank it! Ugh~ I told you to buy soy milk, but you bought some damn soy juice!"

Zhang Musi grabbed Zhang Hailou's neck tightly and was about to pour the food from the bowl into his mouth. He felt sick when he smelled the odor so early in the morning.

"Don't do that~ This posture plus this smell makes me feel like I'm some kind of perverted M."

"You also know that this taste is wrong!" Zhang Musi was so angry that he was about to die. After staying up all night, a strong man like him should have a bowl of sweet soy milk instead of the stinky soy juice.

"Do you want to drink it or not? If not, I will open the bronze door and everyone will die!"

"Open it now!" Zhang Hailou jumped up three feet high. "Open it now, I will make sure that jungler who scolded me in the last game dies without a burial place."

Wuxie: ...

Savior? That's it?

Before Wuxie could say anything, the door at the side opened with a bang. The fat man squinted his eyes, scratched his butt while walking to the table, and without saying a word, he drank several bowls of soy milk in gulps.

The local Fatty wiped his mouth, looked around at the stunned crowd, burped and said with emotion, "Hey, it's another day for Fatty to save the world."

"Why are you back?"

Without soy milk, Zhang Muchi and Zhang Hailou returned to being good brothers, playing games and eating breakfast together.

“I suddenly felt like I had nowhere to go.”

Wuxie looked at the bustling courtyard and felt a sadness and loneliness he had never felt before, as if the world had abandoned him. Countless sins weighed on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

He didn't understand why his life had become like this. Perhaps everything was destined since birth, and no matter how hard he struggled, he had to take this final step.

Rather than walking here in a daze, he would rather face the cruel reality.

Just when I was feeling sad about the autumn and my emotions had reached their highest point, and were about to rise to a state of solitude from the world, the cruel reality spoke up.

"You're back just in time. Lao Yang is back. Do you want to meet him?"

"What? Lao Yang!" Wu Xie shouted in surprise. His only miserable childhood friend had lived in northern Myanmar for nearly 10 years.

Hahahaha~ When I thought that this guy was even more miserable than me~ Wuxie felt like he was okay again~ His motivation surged and he nodded quickly.

"Oh~ Of course, my dear old friend, how could I not want to see him? I have missed him so much in the past ten years~"

"Ohhhhhh~ I can't wait~"

Zhang Muchi rolled his eyes. As expected, human beings are creatures that don’t care how hard their lives are, as long as they know that there are people around them who are more unfortunate than them. Look at Wuxie, whose soul was about to float out just now, but now he is revived with full blood in an instant.

After returning to the beehive, Wuxie looked around curiously. It felt different from the previous time when it was crowded and lively. Everyone was doing something very quickly.

"What's going on here?"

"Prepare to enter Kunlun Mountain."

The entire hive base turned into a huge assembly line, with countless weapons and equipment produced every second. Wang Zanghai's laboratory also became a workshop. The strange vortex-shaped light made people's eyes sting even through the glass windows.

A familiar voice came from the room at the end of the corridor.

"I just want to ask, why the hell should I memorize the design drawings of the shield machine???"

As soon as the words fell, a charming female voice was heard. The voice could make a person's bones melt, but the content of the words was like aqua regia, "When something happens, don't ask why. Ask yourself first whether you are still alive."

"Shield... TBM? Can I ask why?"

Wuxie was shocked. Isn't that thing used to build roads in mountains? What are they going to do with it in Kunlun Mountain? To attack Ah San? To pierce the ears of Kunlun Mountain?

"It's better to be prepared." Zhang Muchi said lightly, sighing in his heart that this was just the beginning. Besides, there was no tunnel boring machine, and the tunnel was too small for airplanes, submarines, armored vehicles, and laser cannons from the aerospace base to enter.

What he saw when the bronze door was that when this group of people went in, their clothes were still on and they didn't look naked. If they can get in with clothes on, then nuclear submarines can also get in, so there's nothing wrong with that.

Although all these things can be brought in, the shield machine is too large, so only Xie Ziyang, an outstanding graduate of the Hogwarts (Northern Myanmar) branch, can be brought in.

Wuxie's eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs, and he ran towards the innermost meeting room, fearing that if he ran a second slower, he would miss the miserable plight of his good friend.

"Old Itchy, I'm here to see you~~~"

"Get lost, get lost. I know what you are up to as soon as I see your mean look. Get lost."

Zhang Musi ignored the two idiots. When he reached the entrance of the corridor, he suddenly saw Zhang Qiling carrying a small backpack and looking like he was going out.

"Dumb, where are you going~"

Zhang Qiling avoided his gaze, looking at the sky and the earth but not at Zhang Muchi.

Oh no, there’s a ghost!

Zhang Musi was circling around like a dumb grinding wheel, and looking him up and down he couldn't figure out what he was up to.

Finally, Zhang Qiling was annoyed and turned to leave. How could Zhang Musi, who was so mean to the bones, agree? He finally caught the mute's little secret, and he had to dig up the ancestral grave. Even an ancestral grave could not stop his gossiping heart.

"Where are you going? Tell me! Do you have someone outside?"

"Let go!"

"I won't! Blind man! Blind man, come quickly! Your wife is going to run away with someone! Our family won't return the betrothal gift!"

"No, damn... there's no betrothal gift..." Zhang Musi immediately felt something was wrong and turned to ask the mute, "Did you dribble the ball?"

What ball? Basketball?

Before Zhang Qiling could figure it out, he heard the footsteps of a blind man behind him. Zhang Muchi took a look and saw that he was also carrying a small bag.

"Why are you two carrying me behind my back?"

The blind man chuckled and said, "The mute said, let's go to Banai Ancient Tower."

He didn't say a word, yet it seemed as if he had said thousands of words. Before leaving, Zhang Qiling wished everyone peace to those who were worried about him and missed him. His words were like warm snow, so soft that it made people want to cry.

"Wait, let's get a physical check-up before we go, so we don't have to come back again."