Unspeakable bubbles

"I'm from the archaeological team. I noticed some commotion here, so I came to check it out."

Who are you?

"A tourist who came to Mahara accidentally fell into this wretched place when he found the oasis."

"Is that so?"

The young people didn't seem to believe it; who would come to the desert for tourism after they've eaten their fill?

Besides, it's one thing if one person falls into a hole, but what if so many people fall into a hole together?

"Hey bro, are there other people in your archaeological team? Let's all meet up."

Chisa grinned: "We're not bad people, don't worry."

"I need to ask the captain for his opinion. Please wait a moment."

The young man's gaze lingered on Bubble and Petty for a moment before he quickly left the room.

"Tch, why did that guy give me and Bubble a special look at the end?"

"That's normal. Who told you to look like Sion people?"

Qian Sha smiled and said, "Luckily, it's Pruton's brother. It would have been troublesome if we had run into some grassland people here."

"People from the grasslands probably aren't interested in archaeology, are they?"

"Too."

"Let's go, let's go outside and take a look. It's too crowded inside. If the young man brings his companion over later, there won't be enough room."

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"Hey, are you the captain?"

"Haha, I'm Brown, what's your name, miss?"

"Nakazawa Chisa."

"Miss Chisara, are you travelers who accidentally fell into the underground?"

Uncle Brown asked earnestly, "Do you need any help?"

"Oh, how can I help?" Qian Sha raised an eyebrow.

"Naturally, we'll return the way we came."

Brown laughed and said, "Those holes in the 'sky' have small parts that connect to the surface. I can send someone up there."

"Uncle, you're so kind."

"There are conditions, haha, of course it's not about money, you just need to keep it a secret for now."

Brown said seriously, "Ms. Chisa, you must guarantee with your own reputation that you will not reveal the existence of this place to the outside world."

"Hmm? Even if I don't say anything, this place will be discovered sooner or later, right?"

"Delay it as long as you can."

Brown pointed to himself: "Ms. Chisa, I am an archaeologist, and I sincerely don't want those incompetent colleagues to ruin this treasure."

“Uncle, could you perhaps be one of the ‘upper class’ members of the Pluton Union?” Chisa asked in a teasing tone.

"What makes you say that?" Brown was taken aback.

"You said you'd 'guarantee it with your own reputation,' right? Hahaha, old man, I, Nakazawa Chisato, have never had much of a reputation."

Brown wasn't embarrassed at all, watching Chisara laugh heartily.

“Ms. Chisa, the fact that you say that makes me think you are a person of your word.”

"So, how about you consider my suggestion?"

Section 552, Chapter 551: Prisoners

“Ah, your suggestion is good. Personally, I’m willing to keep quiet once I’m out here, and make these little guys shut up too.”

"but......"

Chisa shrugged: "Uncle, you've got the wrong person."

"Ok?"

"I don't actually call the shots in this group. Look, over there, small, blond, blue-eyed, with two little braids."

"She's my boss. If you have any issues, please consult her."

"..."

Brown opened his mouth, giving him a look that said, "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"Boss, boss!"

Chisa pulled the little girl closer: "What do you think of this uncle's suggestion?"

"No, no."

Bubble quickly shook his head: "We've only just begun our exploration, how can we go back now?"

"Ahem, sir..."

Brown hesitated for a moment: "Are you from Sien?"

"Yes."

"Are you a nobleman?"

"Bubble is the Earl."

"count......"

Brown was slightly moved; in Saien's case, this was already considered high-ranking nobility.

"Although you are a nobleman of Saine and I am an archaeologist from Pluton, I think it's always good to help each other when we're out and about."

"Yes, Bubble thinks so too." The little girl nodded.

"So, are you really not going to reconsider?"

Uncle Brown said seriously, "This underground world is fraught with danger and is not suitable for tourists like you."

"Please don't think I'm exaggerating just because I'm from Pluton. I personally have no hostility towards a young lady like you."

"Uncle, it's you guys who think we should go back right away."

“This place is actually very dangerous; you can’t handle it.”

"..."

Seeing the little girl's serious expression, Brown couldn't help but laugh.

"Sir, we are a professional archaeological team."

Brown proudly declared, "Throughout Pluton Union, we are among the best!"

"Don't underestimate our small team of only thirteen. Even if we were to be attacked by ten sandworms, we could retreat with ease."

"But you can't handle what's inside the pyramids, can you?"

The little girl pointed to the magnificent pyramid in the distance and said with great certainty.

Brown's expression changed: "Sir, are you aware of the underground pyramid?"

"Hmm, I feel like something is slowly awakening."

Upon hearing the little girl's words, Brown's team stirred.

"Captain, if they don't want to leave, then so be it. Why are you playing the good guy?"

"This noblewoman, Sien, is too suspicious; she must know something!"

"Let's just ignore them."

"Dr. Peter, let's not waste any more time on these people!"

"Dr. Peter?"

The little girl's heart skipped a beat: "Uncle, what's your full name? Bubble sounds familiar."

"Uh, I'm Brown Peter," the middle-aged man chuckled dryly.

"Brown Peter, Brown Peter, archaeologist..."

After muttering a few words, the little girl suddenly seemed to remember something.

"Uncle, do you know Brown Peters?"

"Captain, step back!"

"Danger! They're coming for you!"

"Cover! Cover!"

Before Brown could say anything, several teammates pulled him to the back.

As the archaeological team drew their guns, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became extremely tense.

"Hey, hey, hey, why did you suddenly pull out a gun?"

Chisa was utterly speechless: "Uncle, what's wrong with your team members?"

"Don't be nervous, everyone, don't be nervous."

Brown reassured his team: "Look, they haven't done anything over there. Gentlemen, show some sportsmanship."

"Doctor, by the time they do something, it will be too late."

"Now is not the time to be a gentleman."

"You all, put your hands behind your heads and squat down! Please don't make any movements that could be misunderstood!"

"..."

"Well, things like that happen sometimes."