Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 14 Yan Huai's Hands Become Strange

Yan Huai nodded, turned his body slightly, and focused his gaze on the rainforest terrain in front of him. In the blink of an eye, his deep pupils turned into golden dragon-like vertical pupils, and the terrain in front of him began to undergo earth-shattering changes.

As time passed and the new terrain and vegetation gradually disappeared, the true appearance of this place was slowly and completely revealed to Yan Huai.

In the desolate plain, surrounded by mountains but without water, it was not a burial site. The hills and cliffs, where the mountains rise high, the water would have its own source. The entrance to this cemetery should face south, with water to the north. So, to the south... there it was.

Yan Huai's eyes lit up, and his pupils returned to their normal color: "Come with me."

The people behind them: "..."

"Third Uncle...did you see that?" Wu Xie's voice trembled, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot.

Just now, when Yan Huai turned around to observe the surrounding terrain, they looked up and saw his eyes. Were those really human eyes?

The only one who seemed relatively calm was Zhang Qiling. He had seen the strange phenomenon of scales growing on Yan Huai's face last night, and now it was just his eyes. As long as it didn't pose a threat to the others, even if Yan Huai really turned into some other species, it wouldn't have much of an impact on him.

Thinking this, Zhang Qiling took a step and followed Yan Huai.

Looking at the fearless young man, Wu Sansheng swallowed hard. He suppressed the trembling in his calves and glanced at his nephew: "Don't be so spineless, keep up!"

And so, apart from Zhang Qiling, the others followed Yan Huai at a distance of about five meters, their moods strange. In this odd formation, the group walked deeper into the rainforest for another ten minutes.

Da Pan had served in the military before, so he had plenty of survival experience in the rainforest. He could tell that although there were signs of large wild animals, there were also many other traces left by humans. He moved closer to Wu Sansheng, pointed to a compressed biscuit bag that had just been thrown into the bushes, and whispered, "Third Master, the way he led us should be right, look."

Wu Sansheng nodded, looking at Yan Huai who was walking ahead obliviously, wondering: What exactly is this person's identity? He had never heard of any family with heterochromatic eyes who could find tombs! Could it be that this person is not human?

Just as Wu Sansheng's thoughts were becoming increasingly irrational, the two people leading the way stopped.

Yan Huai gestured warily to his back: "There's a tent."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiling bent down and stood beside Yan Huai. The two of them observed the unusually quiet campsite in the open space ahead. After waiting for a while and confirming that no one was around, they straightened up slightly.

Yan Huai turned his head, just about to tell everyone that there should be no danger in the camp, when he saw several people stiffening their bodies a hundred thousand kilometers away from him.

Yan Huai blinked, looking puzzled, while Wu Sansheng and the others gave him awkward yet polite smiles.

"What happened to them?"

"Eyes." Zhang Qiling looked at Yan Huai, her words still concise, but the emotion in her eyes was hard to describe.

"Eyes?" Yan Huai reached out and touched his eyes, but he couldn't feel anything! He looked at Zhang Qiling, who had already turned and headed towards the camp, and quickly asked, "What's wrong with my eyes?"

Zhang Qiling carefully considered his words before replying, "Alienation."

"I?" Yan Huai froze instantly upon hearing this, his expression even more astonished than this morning. He gritted his teeth and asked in his mind, "System! Didn't you say that you wouldn't show any signs of transformation except when you're sleeping!?"

"Host, the system did not say that. The system said that the Azure Dragon bloodline holder will sleep in the original form, but that does not mean that the original form characteristics will not appear at other times. When you were searching for the tomb just now, you subconsciously activated your bloodline, which gave you the opportunity to transform."

Yan Huai felt that the system's electronic voice had an indifferent attitude, which made him grit his teeth in hatred: "Then why didn't anything happen when I used my bloodline pressure in the corpse cave before?"

“Host, things have changed. Your Achilles' heel has appeared, though it’s not visible on the surface.”

"..." Yan Huai clenched his fists, his heart filled with anger, but when he turned his head and saw Wu Xie and the others avoiding him like the plague, he instantly slumped down. It's over, he really has become a monster.

"Could you warn me before I show signs of transformation?"

"Yes, host."

"Then you didn't tell me earlier!"

“Host, I was unaware that you had this need.”

"(ー`′ー)" Oh.

As Yan Huai and Zhang Qiling had observed, the deserted camp was completely empty.

Inside and outside the tent in the corner where supplies were being replenished, there were some brand-new equipment with their tags torn off. Clearly, the group that came here did not want to reveal their identities.

While keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings, Wu Sansheng and Da Pan checked for anything they might need. Da Kui, following Wu Sansheng's instructions, also carried several cans of gasoline from another tent. Wu Xie was squatting to the side, observing the strange, strip-shaped marks left on the ground.

Zhang Qiling was nowhere to be found. Yan Huai didn't see him when he came over. It seemed like he was the only one here with nothing to do.

Yan Huai scratched his head, looked around again, and then went to the side to pick at the bark of a tree because his fingers were a little itchy.

While Yan Huai and the others were focused on their own tasks, several figures quietly concealed themselves behind the bushes, their eyes warily scanning the camp.

"Vice Captain, all our men have disappeared. Could it be them?" A man wearing a black knitted hat cocked his gun and looked fiercely at Wu Xie's location, thinking that if he were to make a move, that man would be easier to control.

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, don't make a move yet," the young man called vice-captain warned, glancing at the man in the knitted hat before turning to ask, "Have you contacted A-Ning and the others?"

A young man with a communication device in front of him looked up and replied, "There's still no news, but the boss said the plan remains unchanged."

The deputy captain nodded, his gaze returning to the camp: "Keep an eye on these people. If they're also going to the tomb, let them go."

“But our people have disappeared without a trace, and Ah Ning has lost her support. If these people go down, what will happen to what the boss asked us to do?” The man in the knitted hat said, feeling indignant.

"We're just providing support, and..." The vice-captain looked at Yan Huai, who was boredly picking at tree bark in the distance, with a cold face. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but for a moment just now, he felt that the color of Yan Huai's hand had changed a bit. "Behave yourselves, don't cause trouble, and wait for A Ning's news."

The man in the knitted hat lowered his head and muttered a curse under his breath, but could only suppress his anger and reply with a "yes."

Meanwhile, in the camp, Yan Huai, whose hands were getting increasingly itchy, was about to change trees to harass when he was interrupted by approaching footsteps. He instinctively hid his hands behind his back and turned around to see Zhang Qiling.

Yan Huai breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and handed the large bag in his hand to Yan Huai: "Take some equipment with you."

Yan Huai was stunned. Zhang Qiling, whom he hadn't seen earlier, had gone to prepare equipment for him?

His hand, which had slid to his side, unconsciously rubbed against his thigh a few times. Yan Huai's ear tips turned slightly red: "Thank you..."

Zhang Qiling nodded, then looked at the several barkless trees behind Yan Huai, his brows furrowing slightly: "Your hand?"

"It's nothing!" Yan Huai's expression was stiff. Actually, he didn't know what was wrong with his hand; it had been itching terribly. He had even asked the system about it earlier, but the system told him to figure it out himself! (T^T)

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling didn't ask any more questions. Instead, as she turned away, she seriously considered whether her blood could counteract Yan Huai's transformation into something else...

Yan Huai had no idea that Zhang Qiling was already secretly on guard against him. All he knew was that the system hadn't even reminded him about the equipment he needed, yet Zhang Qiling had thought of that. He was such a thoughtful and kind person!

A few minutes later, the group in the camp reunited and continued walking towards the entrance of the cemetery a hundred meters away. However, they still followed in the same strange formation as before, with Yan Huai and Zhang Qiling leading the way and the others following at a distance. Yan Huai felt bitter inside, but he could only lead the way with his head down.

Finally arriving at a place, Yan Huai stomped his foot on the muddy ground and said, "This is it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Huai ignored everyone's reaction. He walked straight to a big tree, took off the large bag from his back, hugged it to his chest, and sat down against the tree.

Wu Sansheng and the others could naturally sense Yan Huai's displeasure, but they could only exchange awkward glances. Finally, Wu Sansheng cleared his throat and shouted, "Get to work, get to work!"