What do you mean you also want to return to the world?

Lincheng, a secluded road.

Several masked thugs were hiding in the woods, inspecting the submachine guns in their hands.

Then, the leader of the robbers slowly stood up, glancing at his trusted subordinates: "The reward from the client this time is thirty million. After we succeed, each of us will get five hundred. Understand?"

"Understood, boss!"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely impossible for it to fail!"

Upon hearing about money, the robbers immediately became eager to try their luck.

The bandit leader nodded: "Next, I'll explain the objective of the mission..."

"No need to say anything, boss," the second-in-command interrupted his boss with a smile, saying, "I already know."

"Oh?" The gang leader glanced at the other man sideways. "Tell me about it."

"A week ago, the cultural relics bureau in Lincheng unearthed a Western Han Dynasty tomb, which was later confirmed to be the tomb of Prince Jing of Dongshan. The tomb contained a large number of precious burial objects!" the robber said excitedly. "Among them was a jade-mounted golden Buddha, over a foot tall, truly magnificent and priceless!"

That one sentence made the other robbers' eyes light up even more.

"You seem to know quite a bit." The bandit leader nodded slightly. "Then you also know what our target is."

"Of course! It's a golden Buddha on a jade throne."

"No." The bandit leader shook his head. "It's Prince Jing of Dongshan."

Second-in-command of the robbers: "?"

What the hell?

"That's right, our target this time isn't some jade throne or golden Buddha, but that Prince Jing of Dongshan," the bandit leader emphasized. "Don't get it wrong."

The second-in-command opened his mouth, and said tremblingly, "Is His Highness Prince Jing still alive?"

"Idiot!" The gang leader slapped him across the face. "Of course he's dead! Our target is his corpse!"

The second-in-command was completely bewildered, unsure whether he was slapped or shocked by his target.

What does it mean to ignore a jade throne and a golden Buddha and instead rob a corpse, especially a corpse from two thousand years ago?

Necrophilia?

Is it a craving for a dried-up corpse or a fetish for a corpse?

"Also, the client doesn't want everything." The gang leader pulled out his phone to confirm. "To be precise, it's this Prince Jing of Dongshan's left middle finger and left eye. Yes, the client will only pay if we get these two items; the rest won't do."

The robbers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Why does this feel even stranger? Could it be that our boss has been deceived?

The second-in-command, who had just mentioned the jade throne and golden Buddha, was also very suspicious: "Boss, let's not even talk about the fingers. A two-thousand-year-old mummified corpse... how could it possibly have eyes?"

"What, are you questioning me?"

"No, just from a scientific point of view..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bandit leader slapped him twice more.

"You think you know science? You think you're educated? You think you're the one who questions me?"

The second robber was knocked unconscious by the blows.

"Still dare to question it?"

The second-in-command shook his head repeatedly, and only then did the leader withdraw his hand in satisfaction.

"Get ready! Don't worry about anything outside of our mission objectives! Those are just material things!" the bandit leader rallied the troops. "Remember, love what you do. Achieving our clients' goals is our pursuit, and we'll start with this one! Let's grow bigger and stronger, and create even greater glory!"

"No problem, boss!"

"Don't worry, boss!"

A brief silence.

"Boss, if possible, then the jade throne and golden Buddha..."

"...Take them with you."

"Okay!"

……

The road was very quiet.

Because of its remote location, there were very few people and vehicles coming and going. It was unclear how much time had passed before the cultural relics administration's escort vehicle slowly arrived.

"I'm speechless," the driver complained. "Why can't we just take the highway? Why do we have to take this road?"

"Maybe they don't want us to attract too much attention?" the passenger thought for a moment and said, "I heard this road used to be a national highway. It's a bit narrow, but the road is still pretty easy to drive on. Hey, there's a kid up ahead, be careful not to hit him."

Ahead of the armored truck was a boy who looked like a high school student, seemingly just out of class. Upon seeing him, the driver swerved the steering wheel slightly to the left, trying to avoid him.

Just then, several dark figures suddenly sprang out of the woods on the left, pulled out guns, and started firing wildly at them.

"Damn it, there are robbers!"

The driver instinctively turned the steering wheel to the right while simultaneously slamming on the accelerator.

But it was too late. Their armored vehicle wasn't bulletproof at all. Under the intense firepower, the two drivers were killed in the blink of an eye, and the armored vehicle, like a wild horse, crashed into the teenager in front of it and overturned.

"Success! Success!" the robber leader exclaimed excitedly. "My marksmanship is still excellent! Quick, hurry, let's get to the Jade Throne Golden Buddha!"

"Boss, isn't our target Prince Jing of Dongshan?"

"Oh, right, right, take these too." The bandit leader ordered, "Second brother, go check if those two are dead. The rest of you, come with me to open the crates!"

"No problem, boss!"

"Yes, boss!"

Everyone was excited, except for the second-in-command of the robbers, who curled his lip in displeasure, thinking to himself, "What's there to check? How can they not die? They're just using this as an excuse not to let me open the box."

But he dared not disobey his boss's orders, so he carefully checked the condition of the two drivers and found that they were indeed dead.

As for the innocent high school student who was just knocked away...

The second-in-command glanced back and saw that the other man had already been knocked more than ten meters away. He didn't bother to check anymore, just shook his head, said "What an unlucky guy," and walked towards the back of the vehicle.

Then I overheard a few more conversations.

"You guys went way too far, you didn't care if I lived or died... Hey, I'm your...

A gunshot rang out.

The eldest brother asked, puzzled, "What did this guy say?"

"I didn't understand."

Second son: "..."

When he arrived, he found that the rear compartment had been opened and the two guards had been killed.

Looking further inside, you can see a glittering jade throne and a golden Buddha, as well as an ordinary-looking coffin.

"Get to work!" The gang leader waved his hand again. "Second brother, you deal with that dried corpse. The rest of you, come with me and move this damn Buddha statue!"

Second son: "..."

Damn it, they were just saying that we should prioritize the client's needs, but now all they can see is the golden Buddha statue.

How did I end up following such a boss?

The second son, though furious, dared not speak out and obediently got into the car and opened the coffin.

In that instant, his heart almost stopped beating.

Because the mummified corpse was staring right at him.

"Holy crap!" The second brother nearly jumped up in fright. "It's still alive?!"

"What's wrong with you?!"

The eldest brother's slap landed at just the right moment, waking the second brother up. Only then did he realize that the dried corpse was not actually alive; it was just that the corpse's left eyeball was facing him.

"Isn't it just that eye?" the leader said irritably. "Hurry up and pack it up, take it away."

The second brother's mouth twitched violently. He really wanted to explain to the eldest brother that a normal eyeball could not be preserved for so long; it should have evaporated long ago. There must be something wrong with this thing.

But he also knew that once he opened his mouth, he would be greeted with the boss's big taunts and a barrage of insults like, "You've only been to school for a few years and you're already showing off, aren't you?"

Damn, I really envy those smooth brains that haven't been tainted by knowledge.

Forget it, why bother with all that? Taking the stuff is enough to complete the mission.

As the second brother pondered this, he opened the box he had prepared beforehand, ready to take the eye out and put it away.

At that moment, an extremely eerie feeling welled up in his heart. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the edge of the coffin, where he found a severed finger standing there quietly, as if staring back at him.

What is this thing again?!

Before the second brother could react, the finger spun around and sprang out like a spring.

The second brother jumped up in fright: "Holy crap, it's really alive!"

"What's wrong with you now!"

The second brother didn't have time to explain. He immediately jumped out of the car and then saw a scene that he would never forget.

That eerie finger, like an electric spring, leaped ten meters away with lightning speed onto the unfortunate boy who had been hit and killed.

Then, with a sudden leap, it plunged its head into the boy's mouth.

The next second, the boy suddenly jumped up in fright.