Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

The three of them left the Zhang family ancient building smoothly. In the iron coffin next to them was the Miluotuo that had just been mined, still with the warmth of jade veins. The few of them did not rush to leave, but watched the biochemical people carrying equipment as big as a mountain move towards the ancient building one after another.

"What is this for?"

"The ancient building is different now. We need to treat empty-nest elderly people well. I plan to make some small-scale reinforcements first. Add a few constant-temperature laser knife channels at several entrances and exits, and enhance the monitoring network signal to make it safe. But we can't use hot weapons because of Miluoto." Zhang Muchi had a look of regret on his face. He had indeed missed a lot of ideas. He could only block the place where the protagonist could escape first.

"From now on, the password to open the door of the Zhang Family Ancient Building will not only rely on Qianli Lock, but also require authorization from the headquarters. Otherwise, no one can enter!"

As for the poison gas, the strong alkali was already poisonous enough, and he couldn't think of anything more evil that wouldn't damage the wooden building.

The evil tradition has been passed down from generation to generation~there is no place for it~~

The four members of the Undertaker Squad stayed in the ancient building as the last means of defense.

"During festivals, we let them put up Spring Festival couplets and play mahjong or something like that."

Zhang Qiling looked at me and said, "Isn't that outrageous?"

"What's so ridiculous about this? I have to put up Spring Festival couplets on my own door. I've made up my mind that I have to put them on the bronze door as well."

"Well... I think it's fine. It's very auspicious. If you hang some small colored lights, it will scare the blind people who see it."

Zhang Qiling kept his pace the same but his span increased significantly, and he stayed away from these two mentally ill people.

"Right! I've thought about it. When I get back, I'll build a subway line to Bronze Gate, so that the gatekeepers can go home every day."

"Dear passengers, please note that the next stop is Yunding Tiangong Bronze Gate Station. Passengers who are getting off the bus, please keep your belongings and be ready to get off the bus."

This sounds really... um... good. I didn't notice that my pace was slowing down.

"The mute is slowing down... cluck cluck cluck..."

"Hey, I won't tell you who's moved~"

It took them nearly two hours to walk to the nearest path to the forest, and there was a heavy iron coffin.

Finally, with the transformation of the blind man and Zhang Muchi, the Miluo Box was completely transformed into a scavenger-style handcart. It can be seen from time to time on the streets, sometimes pulled by an old man and sometimes by a donkey.

On the bumpy mountain road, the old car was shaking like an egg with the yolk loose. Even a kangaroo would vomit if it was thrown into the car.

Miluotuo: Thank you, I just want to run faster on the Jade Vein, I deserve to die!

When Zhang Musi failed for the third time in his fight with the mute for the right to pull the rickshaw, and the wooden straight sword stick he had picked up was also snatched away, Zhang Hailou called!

"What the hell!" Zhang Musi was furious.

"Chief, we have made a discovery here, but the situation is a bit complicated."

"Oh?"

"The brass box is indeed a sacred artifact passed down by the Darang tribe, but it has disappeared for a long time."

"We also checked with other channels and found that this is the statement."

"So they didn't do anything when their boxes disappeared?"

This is very strange. The sacred artifact passed down since ancient times disappeared, but when someone came to ask about it, he acted calmly, as if he had lost a rag and didn't care at all.

"In their legend, this box disappears every once in a while, and then suddenly appears somewhere. But only the tribe's witch knows when and where it will appear."

Oh my god, is it so magical? (Covering mouth)

"Go." The dumb man stopped driving the cart and stood there looking at Zhang Muchi seriously.

Reluctantly, he handed the leash in his hand to Zhang Muchi and said, "Hey," and gently kicked the car with his toes, with an expression like "a kid in the senior class of kindergarten, the car is yours to play with, we have to go to Darang."

...This is considered a successful treatment for muteness...The children can now share their toys...

Blind man: The dumb man has given so much for me (●﹏●)≈

"Hey, Chief, are you still there? Are you still there? Are you listening? Are you listening?"

“I feel like I shouldn’t be here, but I am.”

Miloto: +1

The itinerary was finalized, and on the bus that had been located, the group crossed the border and headed straight for the triangular rain forest.

The blind man repeatedly and seriously emphasized that one must not touch or even look at the box.

After repeated confirmation, including but not limited to a series of actions such as pinky promises, high-fives, thumbs-up stamps, swearing, and pledges.

Zhang Musi seriously suspected that the blind man would never stop, so he wanted to find out which cultural system used kissing to express commitment...

Pooh! shameless!

Finally, he recounted the experience in full. Hei Ye had never been a talkative person, but this time, the beginning of his story actually started with a legend of doomsday recorded in a religious scripture called "The Book of Yoer".

It was not until the end that they understood why there was such an unreasonable beginning.

An ancient sect found him, hoping to find the lost holy relics, and provided him with extremely detailed information. This information was consistent with the actual operation without any mistakes, and even the possible locations were very accurate.

When they had a bad feeling and were ready to evacuate, it was already too late. Team members died and disappeared one after another in mysterious circumstances, with consistent behaviors before their deaths.

In the end, he chose to leave with the box. At that time, he was still soft-hearted and wanted to exchange methods to save people with his customers because they said that there was another world in the box.

Running in the rainforest, the box disappearing, the missing memories and a blood-red moon, and the changes in oneself.

It was a common mission failure, but he paid attention to the relevant information. Although it was a bit strange that the client did not send anyone to look for it, he did not pay much attention to it at the time. It was not until a major event happened 2-3 years ago that he realized that their purpose had been achieved.

After the blind man finished speaking, Zhang Qiling immediately understood why this matter was so secretive. What was so terrifying was not the strange experience in the middle, but this boss.

The blood moon has represented bad luck in all civilizations since ancient times. Even after the astronomical phenomenon became popular, there is only one religious sect that still firmly believes in it.

The Kabbalah sect is the longest in the world in terms of history and wide range of influence, but it has always maintained a sense of separation from the world. It has derived many religions, and its internal factions are so complex that it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

But the blind man did accidentally discover a huge secret.

It involved two of the oldest religious systems, multiple nations, countless casualties, and a battle hailed as a dramatic, miraculous victory.

"Ah... pretty awesome!" Zhang Musi seemed to understand what he heard, but he felt it was impressive. "Aren't you talking about that so-and-so?"

"Just say it out loud!"

"I dare not, let's learn about political correctness!"

Seeing that both of them were silent, Zhang Musi scratched his hair. Although he didn't understand much about politics, he understood the plot.

"You still don't understand who you are?"

Who is the blind in the south and the dumb in the north?

"Bullshit, we are the saviors now, understand? Bronze Gate!" Zhang Musi patted his chest proudly, "Our Zhang family built it. Don't mention your religion or how many believers you have. I just want to ask, once the little gate is opened, which god can save you!"

Ah... indeed...

"Don't ask me for a broken box! I'm asking for your mother now... No, the Savior is in a bad mood now, so I want to put those things in the British Museum in my warehouse! Is that too much?"

Still buying? Ha, it doesn’t cost a thing! Can the savior’s business be called robbery?

I am making money from you now to give you face!

"People, be tough. We have a door. Who are we afraid of? Don't talk about your atomic bombs and nuclear bombs. Once the door is opened, you will see Tainan!"

"In the future, when we face powerful enemies, we must insist on opening the door at the first sign of disagreement!"

Zhang Musi clenched his fists and swore solemnly. Ever since he was sure that Menli+Lu could indeed destroy the whole world, he became completely clear-headed!

There is no pressure at all!

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and pondered, what on earth has the Zhang family been doing for thousands of years? If the first head of the Zhang family... would he have unified the world by now...

"Pa pa pa pa," Hei Xiazi clapped enthusiastically. "Young boss, your angle is indeed tricky. Then I want to ask, if you know it so clearly, why are you still so cowardly?"

"Hey," Zhang Musi waved his hands, a little embarrassed, "I don't know if others have a trump card, so don't be too arrogant."

Sure enough, it is bold yet vulgar!