Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 133 Spirit Palace Hall
Zhang Wuxun was closer to the cliff at the end of the corridor than he was. He strode up and quickly reached it, lit up a dozen glow sticks and threw them down so that they could see it more clearly from above.

Then, they lowered the rope and slid down to the roof below. After confirming it was safe, they used a light signal to tell them they could come down.

Wu Xiaoxie and his group first used ropes to lower the equipment down so that Zhang Wuxun could put it away one by one. Then, following the same pattern, they reached the top of Dawa without any major incidents.

Ignoring Hua Heshang and the others who were still busy on the side, Zhang Wuxun helped Wu Xiaoxie, whose legs were a little weak from the tension and then relaxed, opened an energy gel and put it in his mouth, asking him, "Are you okay? Or should I carry you?"

Wu Xiaoxie mumbled a couple of responses to indicate that he was alright, then pointed to Pan Zi, whose back was bleeding again, and said, "There's no wind here, quickly help him re-bandage."

Zhang Wuxun nodded, took out a medical kit from his backpack, removed the previous bandages, and had Fatty help him untie Panzi's belt and lift up his clothes.

Under the bright flashlight beam, nine bright red bloodstains, each a hand's length and a finger's width, were clearly visible on his bronze skin, penetrating more than a centimeter into the flesh. The areas that had just scabbed over had reopened because of his recent climb.

The fat man exclaimed, "Wow, just looking at this makes me feel the pinch!"

Pan Zi grinned and laughed heartily, "This is nothing. Back in the day when I was fighting, I could blow off a chunk of flesh the size of a bowl with a single bullet without even blinking... Hiss!"

As soon as the alcohol-soaked swab touched the wound, Panzi reflexively tensed up and let out a silent wail.

Wu Xiaoxie nodded seriously, "Yeah, I didn't blink, but I grinned."

Pan Zi blushed and sighed, "How embarrassing!"

After Zhang Wuxun disinfected the wound, quickly stitched it up, applied medicine, and bandaged it, Pan Zi fastened his belt, straightened his clothes, and turned around, saying, "Thanks."

"Don't be so polite." Zhang Wuxun lifted his eyelids and broke off two anti-inflammatory pills for him to take.

The group rested briefly on the rooftop and ate something simple to replenish their energy.

Zhang Wushen remembered that he still had a few boxes of cooked Wufangzhai rice dumplings that he had bought near Shenyang Railway Station. If he didn't eat them now, he wouldn't be able to eat them once he entered the Spirit Palace and Xiao Ge "disappeared".

Thinking of this, he quickly made two "piu piu" sounds, beckoning Wu Xiaoxie and the others to come and form a circle. Then, using his backpack as cover, he materialized a large insulated box in his spatial dimension and transferred the zongzi from the original wooden box into the insulated box. This was the intermediate materialization ability he received as a reward from the system after completing the Qinling mission. It was somewhat similar to spatial teleportation, allowing him to use materialization to move things from one location to another. However, this ability could only be used infinitely within a spatial dimension; its use outside was very limited, meaning that the materialized items could only be moved within a certain range.

I initially thought this ability was useless, but I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

I took the insulated box out of my backpack and opened it; a pleasant fragrance wafted out.

The fat man swallowed hard, his eyes sparkling. "Muyu, what delicious food have you made this time? Come on, share it with your fat brother."

"Indispensable for you."

Zhang Wuxun bought a total of five flavors: ham and meat dumplings, red bean paste, egg yolk, lotus seed paste, and jujube dumplings. Each box contained eight dumplings, plus six eggs.

They sat cross-legged, placed the insulated food containers on their laps, and each grabbed three and stuffed them into the hands of the fat man and his companions. "Eat them while they're hot, and get more if you need more." (Time was frozen in this space.)
The young man's eyebrows twitched, showing a rare hint of surprise, as he glanced at Zhang Wuxun.

Pan Zi was even more surprised and laughed, "No wonder Fatty called you a treasure chest. It turns out you really do have everything in your backpack."

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, "Eating zongzi in a tomb, we're probably the first people to do this."

Without saying a word, Wu Xiaoxie tore open a meat dumpling and took a bite. He puffed out his cheeks and glanced at Chen Pi Asi. Seeing that everyone's faces looked like they had seen a ghost, he chewed even more heartily.

He even feigned a delightful exclamation, "Wow, it smells so good!"

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After resting, they arrived at the palace gate, pried open the self-locking stone behind the jade door, and confirmed that there was no mechanism behind the door. The group then entered the spirit hall.

(This chapter is not long enough, I'll make up for it tomorrow. My stomach is really upset ╯﹏╰ and I can't write anymore.)
(End of this chapter)