Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

Maybe it's fate.

...

"Okay, Xiang, do you want to live?"

"Yes! Just put on your goggles and veil, the two of us have to go out and shovel the sand around."

Handing an engineer shovel to the slightly panicked Ah Xiang, Rody pointed outside very seriously.

In less than an hour, the yellow sand outside almost covered the car windows, and the wheels on the other side were almost buried.

If they continue to bury the body at this speed, after a night's sleep they will end up with an airtight iron coffin that cannot be opened.

Even with Ah Xiang's physical condition, she couldn't shovel much sand after getting out of the car.

But as the old saying goes, women hold up half the sky, and it is not okay to just let this little girl reap the benefits.

Only through arduous work can her fragile little heart be healed.

By then, maybe Ah Xiang herself will understand that being alive is the most important thing.

As for the adoptive father that Ah Xiang is thinking about.

Humph.

Luo Di knew that Uncle Ming was purely exploiting Ah Xiang 80% of the time, and in the end he wanted to sell Ah Xiang out to make her marry Lao Hu, also known as Hu Bayi, in order to survive.

Even if there is a little family affection, it is not as important as Uncle Ming's gambling-crazy son.

Such people are not worthy of trust.

And he!

——’s sister Shirley Yang is different.

Shirley Yang is a person who values ​​friendship and loyalty. She has always taken good care of Professor Chen and even saved Ah Xiang in the end.

Provide her with treatment, eliminate her "super powers", fulfill her hope of living an ordinary life, and also bring Blind Chen to the United States.

So his sister is the real "wise leader".

Well, after knowing that Ah Xiang’s eyes were indeed magical and her sixth sense was sharp, Rody began to think of winning her over.

Having more humanoid radars would also be helpful when going into the tomb.

Although Ah Xiang is a little timid, she has been reliable many times, which is the exact opposite of Uncle Ming, the good-for-nothing old man.

It's a good seedling and worth cultivating.

...

Ah Xiang looked at the engineer shovel stretched out in front of her.

He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked outside to see the darkness.

He shivered all over and looked at Rody's beautiful eyes with a bit of pleading.

"You have no choice but to work together! You can't rely on my strength alone, or I will throw you out."

Rody said sternly, made a few threatening remarks, and pretended to leave. Ah Xiang subconsciously reached out and grabbed the engineer shovel.

"Don't.."

How could she dare to let Roddy leave? If she was the only one left here, she would be scared to death or die of lack of oxygen.

Thinking of this, Ah Xiang shuddered all over.

"Oh my god...Brother Yang, please hold me a little, I'm afraid...I'm afraid I'll be blown away."

"Hey, hemp rope, can it be tangled?"

Roddy took a look at Ah Xiang's petite figure. At first glance, she looked like a loli with long black straight hair, which didn't look like a tomb raider at all. Her weight was probably less than 90 pounds, let alone 100 pounds.

There was indeed a possibility that he would be blown away, so he looked around inside the car and found a bundle of hemp rope, which caught his eye.

By tying up the two of them, she could pull Roddy back even if she blew him away.

Ah Xiang foolishly thought that she could just wrap it around her waist and be done with it.

"No, you have to use the rescue-style binding method, from the shoulders to the lower abdomen, even the legs need to be tied up, and a knot should be tied at the belly, otherwise it will be like flying a kite."

"what..."

Ah Xiang looked a little silly holding the hemp rope.

Rody shook his head and thought that Uncle Ming was a piece of shit as he rushed into the desert with such a naive boy.

I had no choice but to do it myself.

In a few seconds, he tied a rescue knot around her shoulders and waist to ensure evenly distributed force.

"It's done..."

When Rody clapped his hands, he saw that Ah Xiang's cheeks had turned red all the way to her ears. She lowered her head in shame and said nothing.

Only then did I realize that this was a bit similar to the tortoise shell binding we use in our daily lives.

"Ahem, pack your things and let's go."

Rody's old face turned red and he coughed. Then he told Ah Xiang that in the face of a natural disaster, it was more important to save one's life first.

"okay."

Ah Xiang looked at Rody, whose face turned red, and was not as shy and nervous as before.

She learned that Roddy actually came from the other side of the ocean and was about the same age as her, just one year older.

At this moment, Rody turned around and prepared to open the door of the car that was constantly being blown by the strong wind, and couldn't help but speak.

"Brother Yang...you haven't told me how you got trapped in the sandstorm alone."

"Clear up the accumulated sand first, and get some dry food so we can eat and talk later."

That's what Roddy said.

...

Chapter 196 Premonition of Stockholm Syndrome

The ruins of an ancient city were no more than ten kilometers away from Rody and the others.

Hu Ba and his crew found the refuge under the guidance of the white wild camel that suddenly appeared.

But disputes occur all the time.

The cause was that Shirley Yang wanted to go out to look for Rody, but was stopped by Hu Bayi.

After several incidents, it almost turned into an internal fight between Hu Bayi and his companions and the archaeological team, and the dispute was about to escalate several times.

"Ms. Shirley Yang, your American lives are precious, but our lives are worthless? I will never agree to your going out to look for someone."

Blocked at the door.

Hu Bayi was breathing heavily in anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and he felt that this woman was unreasonable.

There's a black sandstorm outside.

He had never seen such a big sandstorm.

This American Miss Yang advocates personal heroism, but where is this place? In this land, Hu Bayi doesn't buy into this.

If Shirley Yang insisted on putting the entire team in danger because of one person, Hu Bayi would never agree.

Besides, if this American Miss Yang goes out now, she will definitely be gone forever. It’s not a big deal if she doesn’t come, but the money will be lost, so it will be a wasted trip.

But this thought only flashed through Hu Bayi's mind.

But looking at Shirley Yang's red eyes and determined look, Lao Hu felt a little conflicted again.

The disappearance of Shirley Yang's brother was also his unshirkable responsibility as the team leader, as he did not take care of him.

Who could have thought that in the blink of an eye, the person would disappear.

To be honest, Yang Shuo, that young man, is a pretty good person, although he has some minor conflicts with the fat guy.

But even if grown men fight and quarrel, they can just sit down and talk it out over a drink. They are all brothers.

...

"Sister Yang, look at the sky outside. The black sandstorm is about to bury us. Even if we look for you, we can't find you anywhere. We're just asking for our own death."

Seeing that Hu Bayi was in trouble, the fat man also tried to persuade him.

"How about this? When the sand becomes smaller, I, Fatty Wang, will go out and look for Little Yang for you. I will never come back if I can't find him. How do you think?"

"Eh!"

Hearing this, Lao Hu quickly glared at the fat man and thought to himself, Fatty, what nonsense are you talking about? In this kind of sandstorm, if a person doesn't find shelter, he's dead.

But the fat man winked at him and finally said nothing. He then continued to comfort and persuade her, and luckily he almost persuaded Shirley Yang to go back.

Finally the two got together.

"Fatty, when did you become so dedicated? Even if you have to overcome all difficulties, go through all dangers, and sail through thousands of mountains, you can't take other people's lives lightly."

Even at this time, Hu Bayi's words still contained some dry humor, and the fat man stomped his feet.

Said mysteriously.

"Old Hu, you are so confused. Think about it, what are we doing here?"

"Looking for the Ancient City of Jingjue." Hu Bayi blinked and looked at the fat man suspiciously.

"where!"

Unexpectedly, the fat man rolled his eyes and said, "We are here to accompany our American siblings on an outing. This is just an excuse."

"Let's go out and look for the body. If we find it, will Miss Yang still have the heart to look for the ancient city? We have to turn around immediately."

Hu Bayi figured out something at this moment, and looked at Fatty Wang blankly: "Fatty, continue."

The fat man glanced at the crowd and saw that they were all busy comforting Shirley Yang, so he lowered his voice and spoke.

"We agreed when we came here that if we found the Jingjue Ancient City, we would get 100,000 per person, and if we couldn't, we would get 50,000! That's 50,000 US dollars, Lao Hu."

"Anyway, I don't think we can find the Jingjue Ancient City. Let's take this opportunity to turn around."