The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb! Chapter 305 - 268: The Unluckiest Person of the Year

Both the one eating and the one being eaten looked like this.

Didn’t humans say that autumn harvests were easily preserved in cellars?

No, maybe we ca at the wrong ti; sothing happened to the Fei Clan!

Thinking of the scene from a zombie movie appearing in a confined environnt, I imdiately took off running. Now Baozi and the others were in even greater danger; I must find them quickly.

If nothing went wrong within the Fei Clan, at most, they would imprison the three people inside the coffin and make them do so labor. But if sothing uncontrollable occurred, like an outbreak of infectious disease, then the situation would be severe.

I ran halfway around the edge of the greenhouse and saw another door. This door was relatively wide, and it was barred from the inside, aning the guy eating people didn’t break in from outside.

I slid open the bolt, first opening the door slightly to peek outside. Outside were corpses everywhere, rivers of blood, but silent, without a sound.

"Don’t bla , I’m just going with the flow, not intentionally bringing disaster," I muttered softly and slipped outside.

Everywhere I go, sothing happens. I seem to be this year’s top bad luck magnet. I just don’t know who will award it to , because everywhere I go, it’s wiped out.

Walking through the streets of the Fei Clan, I could tell they’ve been doing well for thousands of years. Although they didn’t have explosive technological developnt, returning to simplicity was nice too, with farming, weaving, raising chickens and pigs, living an idyllic life.

In several small courtyards, I again saw the scene of people being eaten, and I noticed among the dead bodies on the ground, there were won.

But they had already turned into irradiated potatoes, with toxic sprouts growing from their skin, completely unrecognizable, whether they were descendents of the Fei Clan or captured brides.

Those ’potatoes’ eating people only spared a glance and didn’t pay much attention, as if I were an insignificant fly.

In their courtyard, they kept dostic fowl in cages, and there were short trees heavy with fruit in the little garden. I don’t think they used their kin’s innards to fill their stomachs because of a food shortage.

"Shunfeng—Wen Jing—Ziqing!" I shouted their nas in the streets and alleys. Even though I shouted all the way, the ’potatoes’ were not disturbed by , they seed only interested in their kin.

"Shh! Don’t shout, you’ll wake it!" a voice suddenly called out from a courtyard by the road.

I turned and saw a head sticking out from a water tank in the courtyard, with a basin on her head, but she wasn’t one of us.

"You speak Chinese?" I looked at this person most resembling the Fei Clan, finally feeling a bit of familiarity.

"Living underground in Huaxia, how could I not speak Chinese, co inside, don’t stand out there." The girl waved over.

"I’m looking for my friends, three people from Huaxia, two n and a woman. They were carried in pinned in a coffin, have you seen them?" I walked into the small courtyard, squatting by the water tank, asking quietly.

"I haven’t seen them, but as long as they don’t make noise to wake it, they’re safe for now," the girl whispered back.

"Who is it?"

"It’s not who, it’s the stone those idiots created."

"You an, the stone will be woken up, it can sleep?"

"Yes, not only can it sleep, it can control people. Look, those monsters, people controlled by it, beco like that."

The girl pointed to the ’sprouting potatoes’ nibbling on intestines in the opposite courtyard, and I looked away, continuing to ask, "If they brought back the coffin, where would they put it? You don’t need to take , just tell the direction."

"I heard them ntion that a special material is needed to make the antidote, so kind of wood, if they return smoothly, they should be in the pharmacy making it."

The girl pointed toward a direction: "Over there, through the city, go straight, there’s a red door, that’s the pharmacy."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it."

I stood up to leave when the girl suddenly stopped : "Don’t go now, it’ll wake up soon, night is about to fall, the night is its ti."

"How long have you been in the tank?" I stopped and asked, looking down.

"Two days, a full two days, I’m not sure how many have survived, even if we survive it’s no use, sooner or later we’ll beco like that," the girl said dejectedly.

"Oh? You’ve been controlled too?"

"No, those controlled eat their kind, but those not controlled still get infected and turn into that," the girl said, staring at the corpse on the opposite ground, her eyes dim.

"Aren’t you fine?"

"It’s just different tis of onset, it’s only a matter of ti."