I have a hundred clones.

Chapter 19 Contact Fatty Lama

Among the ten Cao Ya, nine were curious, and one was both curious and worried.

[Respect of the First World] Cao Ya frowned and sighed.

"Hey, the martial arts conference of the younger generation held by Shaolin Temple will be held, and the final outcome will soon be decided. If nothing else, the leader is Jiang Zhiwei of Xijiange, and the second is Zhang Yuanshan of Zhenwu School. After this conference is over, the master of the six reincarnations will be the leader. It's going to pull people, and the plot will start to run wild." He was very worried.

If you can enter a big boss in a super big world, the kind whose power level breaks through the sky... Oh, what a daydream!
[Respect of the First World] Cao Ya laughed at himself.

[Detective Conan] Cao Ya comforted: "Don't worry too much, the plot hasn't gone mad at this time, and we have to wait until Meng Qi's body is over. There are still more than ten years, so long, in case something happens among us. What about a big guy? No one can tell."

"Hopefully." [Prince of the First World] Cao Ya replied in a dull voice.

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【Tomb Notes】World.

Cao Ya returned, sensing the surging power in his body, and smiled.

Suddenly he rolled over and climbed out of the tent.

He was actually in the depths of a desolate mountain forest, with a small hillside next to it, and the tent was erected against the hillside.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Cao Ya hastily tidied up the tent and the tools for going to the ground, so he carried a small bag and walked directly out of the mountain.

He originally found an ancient tomb, and he did not succeed in inviting Fatty, so he did it by himself.

Due to the changes of the times, the location of the ancient tomb has not been determined, so during this period of time, he stayed in the mountains and determined the location of the ancient tomb.

Now it doesn't have to be so troublesome.

Although the problem of the world, the world of [Tomb Raiders Notes] is not that kind of high-level interface after all, too strong power will be subject to some restrictions.

There are no [Naruto] and [Global Gaowu] worlds, because the two worlds themselves are not low-level.

In [Naruto], the sixth level can explode stars and travel through the universe.

Flesh across the universe!

[Global High Martial Arts] Not to mention, there is no weak person in the existence above the true god.

[Tomb Raiders Notes] There are some special things, but compared with that kind of interface, they are nothing.

With strength, Cao Ya is not ready to continue to work alone outside the main line.

The main storyline is so exciting, you have to participate in it no matter what.

In the past, I was afraid of the "it" that was deeply hidden behind the scenes, and did not want to enter the "it"'s field of vision.

Now there is no such concern.

The power has broken through the world ceiling, what are you afraid of?
Even if the world has some limitations, the words "invincible in this world" are still worth it.

He is not afraid of nuclear bombs, afraid of a hidden "it"?
Give me a break!

Back in the town, Cao Ya bought a ticket and sat directly back to the county seat.

He wasn't ready to travel on one foot.

Flying in the sky?

Too flamboyant.

This was in Shaanxi, he arrived in a small county, some distance from Xi'an, and simply stayed at a hotel in the county.

He contacted Fatty, but Fatty never responded, and it took a few hours to call.

"Damn, you're urging me! I finally got a good night's sleep, and the fat man was exhausted the other day." The fat man complained over the phone.

"Fuck, I called you, but I didn't answer for a few hours, and I didn't complain. Do you still have complaints?" Cao Ya said jokingly, "How about that sea tomb? What's the gain?"

The fat man seemed to have something to say: "Don't mention it, I didn't get anything. If it wasn't for the good remuneration from the foreigner's company, the fat man would have lost money this time."

Having said that, the fat man changed his words: "By the way, have you found the ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty? Where is it?"

"Nope."

"Fuck, Comrade Cao Ya, I have to remind you, we have to pay attention to diligence in our business. Look, how many days have passed? You haven't found any place yet, are you traveling? No wonder you didn't earn any money. Big money, with your attitude, it's a ghost if you can make big money." Fatty complained.

"Gan! Fatty, can you speak human words?" Cao Ya scolded with a smile.

After chatting with Fatty Hu Chuihai for a while, Cao Ya suddenly coughed lightly and said, "Fatty, what are you doing over there, do you want to join a lama, what do you think of me?"

The fat man laughed loudly: "I said, your kid called me for no reason, it turns out that there is no way out."

"As I said earlier, you can't do it alone. In our business, there are some things that you have to do together."

The fat man pondered for a while:
"Well, it just so happens that I really have a big job here. How many lamas do you want? I also understand you, you are a good player."

Cao Ya smiled, knowing that the big job Fatty was talking about must be the Genting Tiangong group.

After all, the Xisha Seabed Tombs have come out.

Lama is a common saying.

In this way, some things must be done in a group. For example, some big fights in the deep mountains and old forests can never be done by one person. First, one person cannot carry too much necessary equipment, and second, one person cannot bring out the good things.The general environment of this kind of ancient tomb is extremely sinister. If a person can come back alive, he will be lucky. If he has to take risks again and again, I am afraid that no one will want to.

So when this happens, there will be a person who will take the lead.

This thing is like the current contractor, who has a project in his hand and finds a plumber to do it himself. The archaeological team in the early days of liberation also used similar tricks to find talented people.

That's why Fatty kept saying that Cao Ya wouldn't work for a long time, so he let him do it together.

It's just that Cao Ya has some scruples and keeps rejecting Fatty's invitation.

Cao Ya didn't take the initiative to seek death. The ancient tombs he placed were not that kind of large tombs. Sometimes there were no corridors, tomb passages, and ear chambers at all. There was just a tomb and a coffin. thing.

It can't even be called a tomb.

It is often the landowners and gentry in that kind of place who will be buried like this.

They can't do that kind of vast tomb, and they don't have the financial resources and manpower.

This kind of small tomb doesn’t have much organization. Cao Ya can basically handle it alone, but the harvest is uncertain. Sometimes there are three or five tombs, and there is no harvest at all. It was stolen by someone nearby.

It's a waste of time.

After finalizing the route for Fatty, Cao Ya didn't sleep that night, sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating, but there was no progress.

"Well, I can only rely on other Cao Ya."

Cao Ya is helpless, the world's restrictions are futile.

After a few days, Fatty contacted Cao Ya, saying that he had already contacted him, and let Cao Ya just go there, meet in Changsha, and then go to Jilin in the northeast.

After hanging up the phone, Cao Ya checked out of the room, bought a ticket to take the train to Changsha, and met a fat man. Next to him was a well-proportioned, tall, expressionless man with a rather mysterious temperament.

(End of this chapter)