Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

When Wuxie woke up, he was completely confused and could even feel the tightness of his mouth as his saliva dried up.

What's going on here?

I vaguely remember that I seemed to see a very different corpse, its face covered with cloth. A real man, especially a single old man, could not resist the temptation of lifting the veil, even though the corpse was covered with a lot of fungi.

He thought a lot at the time, such as that covering the face was a way of cultivating immortality, or, he thought the most likely possibility was that the corpse had changed after death and had its head covered by other alchemists.

This is Kunlun Mountain, where there is the aura of the Ancestral Dragon. It is normal for a Taoist to do splits while practicing.

But he had a strong sense of insecurity about this corpse. This feeling had appeared frequently over the years and was often related to his Third Uncle. It kept him away from danger while also hiding their deepest secrets.

When he thought of this, he immediately became dizzy and understood the true nature of his corpse dog hanging. He also understood that everything in his subconscious mind did not come from experience and sixth sense, but was forcibly added into his body by an unknown force.

He lifted the veil without hesitation, and then endless illusions began.

To Wu's innocent sense of smell, the aroma of oil was wafting all around. For a hungry person, this aroma was too tempting and saliva was constantly secreted in his mouth.

But Wuxie actually held the corner of the table and started to dry heave.

"Ugh... Ugh... I don't want to eat anymore, I really can't eat anymore... Ugh..."

"What's happening here?"

Wang Canghai held a small stick and poked Wuxie with disdain. "Shouldn't the smell of human flesh here whet the appetite of the corpse dog? How did he mutate?"

Non-human creatures like corpse dogs have evolved to the final stage and can no longer rely on food to replenish their body energy. The only way they can consume is through humans or the flesh and blood of their own species.

The smell emitted by the stone mole is definitely the most delicious in their diet. How could they vomit just by smelling it?

"I guess he ate too much when he entered the hallucination." The blind man said with a smile.

Wuxie nodded with a sad face.

"It's all your fault. What are you talking about? I felt like a whole month had passed in my hallucination."

"We followed the arrow for a short distance before we saw a sign telling us to turn left. Once we turned in, we saw a large banquet hall. Then Lao Yang and I started eating."

"After eating, continue to follow the arrow and turn right. It's the banquet hall again." Wuxie couldn't help retching. "We went into a banquet hall like this 18 times! 18 times! Any good person would be ruined by eating."

"By the way, where is this?"

Zhang Qiling said, "Banquet Hall."

Wuxie: ...Ugh...

What he was lying on was a huge table, which was about 100 meters long. Besides him, it was filled with food. There must be at least a dozen legs underneath such a huge table.

Both sides of the long table were filled with mummies in various postures. During the banquet, there were many mummies posing as walking. It looked like a dollhouse that little girls like to play with, but a horror version.

"Take another look with your peripheral vision."

Wuxie had already, and quickly glanced around, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, seeing that he was surrounded by Manggu corpses, like invisible and dark devils, all looking at him in unison, and all of them made a very strange gesture, putting their hands on top of their heads with their five fingers spread out, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Although the scene in front of him was strange, Wu Xie was not too scared because he was surrounded by teammates. However...

"What does this guy mean?" Wuxie pointed at one of the Manggu corpses, his eyes widened with anger.

"We can't see it, what do you mean?"

From Wuxie's perspective, the movements of one of the Manggu corpses were different from the others. It tilted its head and something that looked like a tongue came out of its mouth. It didn't cause much damage but was extremely insulting.

Wuxie imitated that special expression in front of everyone.

"Oh" Wang Zanghai nodded.

"Don't just nod your head. What on earth does this guy mean? Is it some special code?"

"No, this should be the one Zhang Musi caught when he first came here and used for navigation."

"navigation?"

What on earth is going on? Wuxie cried out in shock.

Wang Zanghai nodded and said, "Since that time, it seems to have gained some intelligence. Every time I come, I can see him welcoming me warmly in the imaging device."

"He also has a habit of dealing cards to everyone, just like playing house."

Wuxie was dazed, and after taking another look at the strange Manggu corpse, he actually felt a sense of familiarity with it.

"So what did he do just now?"

"I was just imitating you." Zhang Hailou repeated the gesture in a frivolous manner, "You were just like that just now, exactly the same as your third uncle did when he cut the kidneys."

"Pfft, ptff, ptff, don't mention the deceased when it's so weird."

Even though he was his own uncle, there was no guarantee whether this bastard would protect him or kill him first when he came back to life.

The banquet table was empty due to the continuous clearing, leaving only the decorative tableware.

After research by Wang Zanghai and his colleagues, they had already figured out what was swept back at the banquet. They handed over a test tube-sized bottle containing a black liquid and a piece of meat that had become as hard as stone.

"This is the ancient corpse meat that the corpse dog will eat at the end. Eating this at the banquet means entering the underworld of Shambhala."

Wuxie looked at the dry piece of meat and swallowed hard.

"I am the only heir of the third generation of our Wu family. Before entering here, I want to..."

"Don't tell me you want to leave a descendant now!" Zhang Hailou jumped three feet high. There were only a few women present, and they could be counted on one hand. Zhang Haiqi was one of them.

"Is there anything wrong with my simple wish?"

Wuxie shouted with his neck stiffened.

"What the hell have you been doing for the past ten years? You remembered to pierce your ears before you hanged yourself, your child died and you started to breastfeed, and you remembered to leave a successor when you were about to go to jail."

“People won’t know what they want unless they are pushed to a certain extent.” Wuxie sighed, his eyes far-reaching, as if he had been enlightened.

"Do you really want to leave a descendant?" Wang Canghai suddenly spoke, and in an instant, all eyes turned to him.

"You...you...what do you mean? We have a blood feud. Even though it's very touching, it won't lead to any result!"

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to leave a descendant?"

"So... have I thought it through... or not...?" Wuxie took small steps back. He was very scared now, and always felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Since we're talking about this, I might as well tell you." Wang Zanghai didn't need to hide it. "Actually, you have a son, and today is exactly his first month."

hiss...

Everyone present was shocked. What kind of scumbag is this? He is having fun before his child is even a month old.

"Impossible! How could I not know!" Wu Xie couldn't hold back his saliva and almost spit out, "How could I not know who I'm having a baby with?"

"Queen Mother of the West, Zhang Musi seemed to say that if they were the absolute hero and heroine, having a child might be a surprise, and then they extracted the DNA of a living being and synthesized one."

"I didn't want to tell you." Wang Zanghai touched his glasses, his eyes indicating that it was you who insisted on leaving a descendant.

Wuxie: ...According to seniority, I have to call my son ancestor.

Queen Mother of the West: cluck, cluck, cluck (has been censored)