The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 303 - 268: The Unluckiest Person of the Year

Interestingly, the excavation periods of this shaft show a discrepancy, as if it wasn’t dug in the same era—the deeper you go, the older it seems.

Judging by traces at several depths, this shaft was once intentionally sealed off with various types of ’lids.’

The later explorers removed the main parts of these lids, leaving behind remnants around the edges and continued digging deeper.

I haven’t systematically studied human history, only knowing that two countries competed in digging into the Earth in the last century.

The deepest reached over twelve thousand meters, taking more than twenty years, before the plan was halted.

But what lies in the Earth Core, no one has seen with their own eyes. It’s said that the temperature of the area surrounding the core is close to six thousand degrees Celsius.

Even diamonds would melt; wanting to pass through this area and capture images of the Earth Core probably requires extremely special materials. The temperature of the sun’s surface is about the same, so I doubt whether the Flying Leg Tribe can operate near the core.

About three thousand meters down, I stopped and looked back at Zhaosi behind me, "How much longer can you hold on?"

Though Zhaosi is an inheritor of ancient masters, her internal energy reserve isn’t infinite. Whether the black smoke can support us to the bottom is crucial, because we need her to build a ladder for the way back. If she runs out of strength halfway, we’ll all fall.

"Are you day-dreaming so much that you doubt my ability?" Zhaosi glared at me as if deeply insulted.

"Time waits for no one~" I chuckled, turned around, and continued downwards.

Basically, there’s a boundary mark every thousand meters. We reached about six thousand meters in depth and saw the entrance to a horizontal tunnel on the shaft wall, wide enough for a truck to pass through.

There were no footprints on the tunnel floor—the boiler runners don’t touch the ground when they run. I’m unsure if they went inside, but the businesswoman definitely didn’t.

So she likely went upward to the surface to report and bring back reinforcements.

My body recovered just in time; if we encounter the Flying Leg Tribe, a conflict is inevitable. Zhaosi’s strength is formidable, but we don’t know if we’re facing a small group of outsiders or tens of thousands.

"Remember, rescuing is our priority. We’re not here to provoke a fight." I peeked into the tunnel and reminded her.

"So fussy." Zhaosi pushed past me and took the lead.

"Wow~" The big white insect let out a low sound.

It has a strong sense for the Flying Leg Tribe, even more sensitive than the automatic doors at a mall entrance. I’m just not sure if its level of anxiety increases with the ’terror’ level of the targets. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Whenever it senses the Flying Leg Tribesmen, it trembles; when held by Zhaosi, it struggles and screams desperately. I can’t tell which stimuli are stronger for it since it has no direct contact with the boiler runners.

Zhaosi walked ahead, not looking around, her leather shoes making a crisp clicking sound on the ground.

"What do you think their ancestors were like? Why does their tribe have only men, no women? Do they have a place of origin for life too? Sigh~ Over time, have they intermarried with other races?" My questions lined up like a string of candied hawthorn in front of Zhaosi.

We didn’t converse much a thousand years ago, let alone talked about other races. It’s strange when I think about it now.

"I think our primary concern is to find a means of transportation."

The tunnel ahead extends to who knows where, and it’s unclear how far it goes. This isn’t an ancient tomb, and if it’s the Flying Leg Tribe’s underground highway, it could stretch for dozens of kilometers.

"I have a transport tool in my room. You keep going, I’ll go back and get it."

Zhaosi stopped, and I nodded in agreement, passing by her to continue forward.

"Leave a message for Professor Chen, telling him I’m heading to an area without signal to rescue someone, can’t make calls."

"Ew!" Zhaosi dragged out the disdainful tone as she walked away, soon disappearing from my sight.

"Can you come down and walk on your own?" I patted the big white insect, it must weigh fifty to sixty pounds, carrying it feels like having a mountain backpack on—it’s definitely a hindrance in emergencies.

The big white insect shook its head slightly—that’s a no?

"Alright then, just be my bulletproof vest."

From then on, I kept silently moving forward. Over an hour later, Zhaosi returned with the transport tool, and the tunnel still hadn’t ended.