Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

The fat man hummed a little tune inspired by his feelings, and it seemed as if he was playing a erhu in his throat, "Time is merciless and makes people grow old, the sun shines on the sunset... the south wind blows my heart..."

"Ah?" Zhang Wuxun and Wu Xie both had the same confused and indescribable expression on their faces.

Zhang Haike rubbed his forehead with his fingertips and smiled. "So, those legends may not be just legends. The creatures in the legends may have really existed."

The fat man subconsciously touched the eggs in his backpack, hissed, pretended to be scared, and squinted his eyes, "It's scary to think about it, brothers."

Wu Xie expressed his disdain for him with a curled lip, "Stop thinking about it, let's just focus on the present. If dissipating one's own energy is the evolutionary method chosen by the snakes."

"Then the question is, what forced them to choose this heroic way of evolution?"

Billions of years ago, in the era of wild growth, the energy on this planet was enough for various powerful races to reproduce.

But the meteorite shower hundreds of millions of years ago changed everything. The powerful energy carried by the meteorites assimilated the original energy pollution suitable for survival on the planet, causing the extinction of a large number of species.

Other races that barely survived and lived in the same era as the ancestors of the giant snakes began to scramble for survival resources. After experiencing countless racial struggles, in order to continue the entire race and to have enough energy to reproduce offspring, the giant snakes had to choose to save themselves in this way.

The disintegration and dissipation of energy is a sacrifice, but those pure red energies like flesh and blood also bring better life to future generations.

Perhaps the giant snakes once had a very, very long lifespan, but this species had to give up this advantage when choosing to evolve. The snakes that can be seen in the snake nests today are only slightly stronger than the natural snakes outside.

In this peaceful era, dangerous species have been eliminated for a long time, and their toxicity and cell activity may be less than one thousandth of that of their ancestors.

The second clue the young man left for them was a sentence that sounded like a prophecy, "The Cang Teng returns to its nest and meets the Snowman."

The second time the young man came to the Tibetan Snow Mountain was fifty years ago. What did he know during that long period of time? What did he see after coming here? This made him finally decide to seal the Zuling forever, in a place that even the Zhang family could not reach.

What about Zhang Menyu? And the first host of the system, they also came here and saw what the little brother had seen.

When faced with that thing, they made different decisions from the young man, but somehow, Zhang Wuxun seemed to hear the sound of the gears of fate snapping together.

At this moment, time stands still.

Countless red dots of light floated in the air like fine sand, circling around Zhang Wuxun's body. Sometimes they looked like ripples in the galaxy, and sometimes they looked like misty smoke. The swirling and changing scenes were fleeting.

He saw a tired big snake crossing the desolate desert, climbing over the towering mountains, walking through the muddy swamps, and walking through the white snow. It stood up, moved forward, and threw away all the shackles that bound it.

It came here and then died calmly.

He saw the huge figure gradually fade into nothingness and turn into a red meteor like a brilliant firework, the lights burned out, and the afterglow disappeared.

In the final daze of Chu Ye, he heard a heavy door slowly opening, and a desolate bell rang throughout the snow-capped mountains. Someone was coming. He heard the cry of an eagle circling in the sky, and the humming of Buddha in the sound of wind chimes in the rain.

Suddenly, he felt a soft touch on his left cheek, like a leaf blown down by the wind, gently passing by his face and falling.

The silence receded like the tide and everything came alive.

He seemed to hear someone calling his name. He opened his eyes and saw that everyone was still surrounding that area, but the red color there had disappeared completely.

In just a blink of an eye, the stones under Wu Xie and the others' feet changed drastically!

Zhang Wuxun closed his heavy eyelids, perked up and reminded them, "Be careful, something is coming." Above their heads, accompanied by rustling sounds, countless thick snow-white vines spread from all directions and surrounded everyone in a blink of an eye. Wu Xie and the others screamed.

Before they could react, the ground beneath their feet shook violently, then suddenly sank. The stone slabs collapsed and shattered like pieces of tofu, and the heart-pounding feeling of weightlessness swept over them in an instant.

As it fell, the snow-colored tendrils that emerged from the cracks chased after it, curling up happily as if they had met long-lost relatives.

Following the fat man's howl, a snow-white tentacle as thick as a bucket stretched out from the darkness below, twisted in mid-air, and rolled up the four people who were clinging to the stone wall to stabilize their bodies like dumplings, and then dragged them mercilessly into the bottomless abyss below.

Their limbs were squeezed in an instant, and they seemed to be swallowed into the stomach of a giant beast.

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I don’t know how much time had passed, but Zhang Wuxun was awakened by the feeling of being tied up all over his body. His eyes were covered by soft branches and it was dark.

Zhang Wuxun struggled a few times, and the thing that tied him up began to shake. He immediately realized that he was now suspended in mid-air, like a cocoon.

Could it be that those white vines were treating them as food reserves?

Why are those soft vines the same as those of the Hydra cypress, or is this another mutant of the Hydra cypress?

Zhang Wuxun pondered silently in his mind, and took out two or three thin blades from the interlayer of his sleeve with his fingers. He moved to a position with difficulty, groped for a slightly thinner vine tendril, and then began to cut with the stacked blades.

Although these tendrils were soft to the touch, their outer skin was very tough and had strong healing abilities. After finally grinding them open halfway, before Zhang Wuxun could even move, the cold juice inside flowed out and immediately formed a scab.

Zhang Wuxun: “…Fuck!”

He was so angry after working so hard for nothing.

He didn't know where Wu Xie and the other three were kidnapped. Apart from his own movements and breathing, the only sound he could hear was the rustling of leaves.

Zhang Wuxun was a little anxious. He stared at the tender vine whiskers in front of him, and his jaw moved unconsciously.

Instinct told him that these vines seemed to be... edible, just like the cubs would return to eat the nutrient-rich eggshells after hatching.

But snakes don’t seem to eat eggshells!
Damn it, has he mutated? Why would such thoughts pop up in his mind? He is not human at all!
Zhang Wuxun's mind was in a dilemma.

How can this thing be eaten? I don't even know what species it is, what if it's poisonous?

But it seemed really edible, he could even vaguely smell the fragrance of the juice in the vine tendrils.

Zhang Wuxun bit the tip of his tongue hard and shivered in pain. His brain suddenly became much clearer. However, the faint fragrance just now became clearer. This was not an illusion!

The annoying thing was that at this moment his body was screaming with intense hunger, as if he had turned into a baby bird in the nest, opening its mouth wide and waiting for its mother to feed it.

How long had he been unconscious? Why was he so hungry? So hungry... I wanted to eat...

Zhang Wuxun pursed his dry lips, trying hard to suppress the urge to eat, and wondered why he thought the vine whiskers were edible.

Oh, it's instinct. (End of this chapter)