Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 47 Host, Please Calm Down (Part 1)

"It looks like it's going to rain!"

Ah Ning boarded the fishing boat and looked at Professor Zhang, who was standing by the railing. She walked over and greeted him, "Professor Zhang, we still need to wait for one more person. If you feel bored outside, you can go back to the cabin to rest."

"Miss Aning! It's alright, it's alright. I'm not bored. The view from the dock is nice. Once we get to the deep sea, we won't be able to see it anymore!" Professor Zhang waved his hand, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes making his bald, middle-aged face look even more lewd and greasy.

"Then please do as you wish." Ah Ning nodded and said no more. She walked into the cabin with the communicator in her hand, instructing them to check the equipment again. They would set off immediately as soon as Wu Xie arrived.

Meanwhile, beneath Professor Zhang's human skin mask, Zhang Qiling turned to look at the sea. It was almost one o'clock; Yan Huai should have arrived nearby by now.

"You're Professor Zhang?"

Just as Zhang Qiling was maintaining his Professor Zhang persona, a haughty voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw none other than Fatty Wang!

"May I ask how I should address this young man?"

Fatty Wang chuckled, patted his chest, and gave a thumbs-up with his right hand: "Listen up, I, Fatty Wang, am known by my real name and surname, and in the underworld as Fatty Wang, the White Stripe in the Waves!"

Zhang Qiling calmly clasped his hands in a fist salute, offering compliments, but only he knew what he was really thinking: "So it's you, Fatty! I've heard so much about you. I am Zhang Hao, just a geologist with some achievements."

"Going into a tomb is not like academic research. When you encounter danger, you have to save your life first. I don't know what that woman, Ah Ning, was thinking. It's one thing to drive a broken boat, but to bring this burden along!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiling feigned surprise and asked, "So, can this fat man find the underwater tomb directly? That's great news! I must tell Miss Aning! If that's the case, then I won't need to go. I can spend a couple of days exploring this area!"

When Fatty Wang heard this, the disdainful expression on his face froze. What could he possibly find?

He quickly reached out and grabbed Zhang Qiling's arm. Wang Pangzi's lips twitched slightly. He was just bragging, but who knew that not only had his bragging failed, but it also didn't even make a sound: "Hey, no, no, no, come back!"

Zhang Qiling looked puzzled. He hadn't even started spreading the word yet! What was this fat guy up to now?

"Let me tell you!" Fatty Wang glanced around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, began to deceive people. "This underwater tomb is different from ordinary earthen burial tombs. Its feng shui layout is different, so its meaning is different. Moreover, this underwater tomb is unpredictable. If you want to find it before the windy season, you have to find a general area first, so as not to fall into a trap."

“We’re pressed for time and have a heavy workload. Relying solely on my extensive knowledge of feng shui isn’t enough. We need to combine it with your scientific theories for it to work synergistically,” Fatty Wang glanced at Zhang Qiling’s unwavering expression, breathed a sigh of relief, and said righteously, “Don’t worry, if we really encounter any danger, with my amazing skills, protecting you is absolutely no problem!”

"Then I thank you in advance, Fatty!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiling immediately put on a serious face, bowed and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Fatty Wang, his obsequious manner making it seem as if he was about to regard Fatty Wang as his savior.

Wang Pangzi was also very pleased with Zhang Qiling's performance. The two seemed to have met too late, and walked arm in arm towards the cabin. Although their conversation had nothing to do with poetry, songs, or philosophy of life, they had thoroughly mastered the art of individual heroism, and they couldn't stop talking the whole way.

Little did they know that about ten meters underwater diagonally in front of the fishing boat, a pair of golden vertical pupils were seeing everything clearly, and the eyes staring at Zhang Qiling and Fatty Wang's backs were practically spitting fire!

"Host, please calm down!" The system looked at the swirling seawater around Yan Huailong's body and felt helpless.

"I know!" Yan Huai dived a few more meters underwater, but even after the whirlpools dissipated into ripples, the undulating waves still caused the fishing boats moored at the dock to rock slightly...

After waiting until 1:10 PM, Wu Xie, who had been eagerly awaiting her arrival, finally got off the bus, though she looked extremely dazed!

"Mr. Wu, please board the ship! Miss Ning requests to depart immediately."

Wu Xie's eyes widened. He looked at the driver who brought him to the dock, then at the dilapidated fishing boat the driver was pointing to, and protested, "Weren't you here to see my third uncle? Where are you taking me?"

“Mr. Wu, Third Master disappeared near Xisha Island, so naturally we need to go to the vicinity of Xisha Island to look for clues. However, Miss Ning will discuss the specifics with you. Please board the ship first!”

And so, the driver, wearing a professional fake smile, left Wu Xie behind, and the car disappeared at the end of the road in no time...

"What...?" Wu Xie frowned and turned to look at the dilapidated fishing boat, wondering if these people were some kind of human traffickers trying to scam people? It was common for his third uncle to disappear for ten days or half a month. It would be too much of a waste for him to deliver himself to their door just because of a momentary worry!

But... what if it's true? What if Uncle Three really disappeared and he didn't find him in time, and then Uncle Two found out? He'd probably break his legs!

Just as Wu Xie was struggling with his decision, a figure quietly approached him. The person raised their hand and patted his shoulder, calling out, "Wu Xie?"

"Oh my god!" Wu Xie was startled and instinctively pulled the backpack on his head.

"Don't be crooked!"

The person called out again, this time with a hint of impatience. Wu Xie thought to himself, "Why does that sound so familiar? And it's a woman?"

Wu tentatively lowered the backpack a little, then peeked out and her eyes widened: "A-Ning? What are you doing here? Oh, the Miss Ning the driver was talking about, you wouldn't happen to be you, would you!"

“It’s me. Come with me, we’ll talk on the boat.” After saying that, A Ning turned around and left. Seeing this, Wu Xie hurriedly followed.

"Experts have made a preliminary judgment that your third uncle entered the underwater tomb with Yan Huai, but for some reason, they have not been able to send any messages or distress signals. We waited in the vicinity for two days, but ultimately we didn't see anything, so we withdrew first. Now that we have replenished our supplies, we are preparing to go back again."

"Brother Yan is here too?" Wu Xie was surprised, but his worry for his third uncle eased a bit. He turned to look at A Ning, "Since you've already made up your minds, why did you call me here?"

"Your third uncle said that if he can't contact you in case of any accidents, he should come to you."

"But I..." I don't know my third uncle's tricks!

Ah Ning understood what Wu Xie was trying to say. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, the ship has the most advanced equipment. If even those can't find the real underwater tomb, then it will be your turn."

Wu Xie scratched his head awkwardly and followed A Ning to the outside of the cabin. As soon as he got close, he heard a lively discussion coming from inside, and he recognized one of the voices.

"Fat man?"

The address slipped out unconsciously, and there was a moment of silence in the cabin before Wang Pangzi's loud, booming voice rang out: "Little Innocent?"