Let's Go Tomb-Robbing

[The following is a list of information about the simulation Yugi]

[Large-scale simulation: Temple ghost corpse]

[Type: Investigator type deduction game]

[Analysis: You have participated in this type of deduction before. The role in this deduction is fixed. When you are not present, the role's abilities and interpersonal relationships are in a continuous development phase.]

The number of participants in this simulation Yugi is variable and may be increased or decreased at any time.

[This simulation Yugi does not take up real time and its duration is relatively flexible.]

[Entering simulation...]

As his consciousness returned, a long series of system announcements appeared in Yu Xing's mind. This time, the announcements were different from those before in many ways. His vision was still completely dark, as if the system was intentionally giving him time to react.

Actually, everything else was a minor detail and not important. Yu Xing's attention was entirely focused on the "uncertain number of participants" and the "relatively flexible duration." He had never encountered such an ambiguous description before. Did it mean that in such a large-scale simulation, one could find an opportunity to withdraw at any time?

Many possibilities flashed through Yu Xing's mind in an instant. In the end, Yu Xing guessed that this might be similar to "escaping the game" in tabletop role-playing Yugi, which means finding an excuse to leave the Yugi. Whether it will be successful depends on some clever tricks.

This was also his first time participating in a large-scale simulation. The previous Coffin Village, Alice's Park, and Haunted Bar were all medium-sized, while the maps for Death Parallel Line and the Rookie Tournament were large, but the live simulations did not distinguish between small, medium, and large. So they probably couldn't be considered large-scale either.

After pondering in the darkness for a while, Yu Xing found that his senses were gradually returning.

He faintly heard voices, quite a jumbled mix, then felt a damp chill on his skin, as if something was cushioning his body, making him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Where's San? Is he in the tent?" Suddenly, a hoarse, raspy voice rang out not far from him, jolting him fully awake.

Yu Xing stirred, shielded her eyes from the light, opened them, and sat up.

The sounds and images rushed towards him like a tidal wave. He felt the reality and discovered where he was—in a large tent.

As usual, he first surveyed the surroundings. The tent was luxuriously furnished, complete with a bed, table, pots and pans. With a quick glance, he noticed a first-aid kit on the ground, along with many backpacks piled together.

A lamp was placed on his bedside table, still lit. The tent was dimly lit, making it impossible to tell the time.

He looked down at himself again and realized why it felt so uncomfortable. He had actually slept in his clothes. Apart from a windbreaker under his body, he was wearing a sports vest, a T-shirt, and cargo pants with many pockets.

Even his palms were covered in fingerless leather gloves, as if he could put on his coat and leave at the slightest thought.

"I feel like I'm in the wild... What am I supposed to do?" Yu Xing curiously. He rolled out of bed, where his Panama jungle boots with large serrated soles were placed. These boots were well-suited for climbing and gripping the ground, offering great flexibility and preventing insects from crawling into the rainforest.

The appearance of these boots undoubtedly means that this simulation requires a great deal of physical activity.

He put on his military boots and quietly walked to the pile of backpacks, wanting to see what was inside to determine his destination.

These bags have name tags attached to their straps, engraved with strange names that don't seem like real names but are probably code names.

There are all sorts of characters, like Ade, Luke, Alice, Scar... a real variety, all flashy and colorful.

Yu Xing rummaged through the bag and found the one with the San name tag at the very back. He fell into deep thought about the name.

Yes, in a sense, he's no different from these people...

The raspy-voiced man seemed to be standing right outside the tent. Yu Xing hadn't been mistaken about the voice asking if San was inside. As Yu Xing opened her backpack to check, the raspy-voiced man impatiently asked again. This time, a female voice immediately answered, "San is inside. He hasn't woken up yet. What do you want?"

"Damn, we got up early to prepare, while this weakling is sleeping soundly."

Yu Xing held the compressed biscuits and dried meat from her bag in one hand, raising an eyebrow.

Before the hoarse voice could finish speaking, the woman's voice suddenly turned stern, scolding, "Shut up! If the boss hears this, he'll tear your mouth apart! San was personally hired by our boss, so don't say anything like that again!"

[The simulation has officially begun; the Main Quest will be released after all information is complete.]

[In this simulation, the information on characters and events is divided into three parts, which will be distributed every six hours. That is to say, after six hours, you will receive the first part of the mission background.]

Along with the woman's reprimand, two unexpected notifications also sounded. Yu Xing glanced at them and then smiled with interest.

He has no information at all right now. It seems that the rules of this simulation are forcing the participants to actively seek out the background.

The hoarse voice outside seemed startled by the woman's voice, pausing for a moment before muttering, "I really don't understand why the boss hired such an amateur. When we get down into the tomb, I'll be too busy taking care of myself to have any energy left to look after him!"

Going into the tomb...

When the word reached Yu Xing's ears, he happened to find a climbing axe and a multi-purpose shovel in his bag, along with some ropes and a dagger with built-in straps that could be tied to his arms and legs.

Yu Xing: "..."

Good heavens, last time Coffin Village was a huge grave pit, are they going to actively crawl into the grave this time?!

He also found his painting tools and incense burner at the bottom of his backpack.

The woman's voice outside sighed, "It's none of your business. You're being nosy. I'm warning you, don't even think about picking a fight with him. He hasn't done anything to you. Just behave yourself and get lost. I'll wake San up when it's time."

It must be said that the man and woman outside were both quite rude in their way of speaking.

Based on this alone, he was certain that his team was not a legitimate archaeological team.

Yu Xing put down his backpack, looked around, and realized he had brought the incense burner; surely the Tang sword was here too?

After observing for a while, he discovered a strange-looking object under the bed where he had just fallen asleep: a long, thin cylinder about the thickness of a thigh.

He bent down and took out the cylinder. It was quite heavy. The cylinder was very well made. It was actually made of some kind of composite fiber material. It was hard and should have strong waterproof, shockproof and corrosion-resistant functions.

A leather strap and buckle are fixed to one side of the tube, seemingly for the convenience of carrying it diagonally across the shoulder.

There was a lid on top of the cylinder, which was connected to the cylinder body by a small independent latch on one side. Yu Xing tried to pry it open a couple of times and it opened very easily.

He peered inside and saw many blank pages of paper, thick and pliable, rolled up and stored in a cylinder, with his Tang sword in the very center.

After the Tang sword was incorporated into the simulation, it also acquired a thin scabbard, with the sword concealed in the center of the paper, clearly indicating that it was deliberately hidden.

Yu Xing guessed why he would hide the weapon, based on his personality, and concluded that he must be planning something.

What malicious intent could the painter San possibly have?

The painter San has a lot of bad intentions!

He currently lacks a mission background issued by the system and can only rely on listening and guessing. The information he has so far is that he should be in a small team that needs to find a cemetery... to raid a tomb? Or is there something important inside?

In this hypothetical world, he is a painter disguised as a very refined person. He is invited by the team leader to join the team and has prepared his own drawing paper and tools. He will probably be responsible for tasks such as recording routes, drawing maps, or copying murals.

Another point worth noting is the name of this simulation: Temple Ghost Corpse.

The word "temple" reminded him of the small ancestral hall on the mountain in Coffin Village where he had previously held ceremonies. That ancestral hall had many temple-like structures, and perhaps this deduction was related to Coffin Village.

After all, in the aftermath of the last deduction, the character San joined a place called the Weird Event Investigation Studio, and combined with the temple element, he is very likely on a mission in secret!

He couldn't tell yet whether this team was from the studio.

In a very short time, Yu Xing figured out his situation. He washed his face with the kettle and basin in the tent, then turned off the bedside lamp, lifted the tent flap, and went out.

As dawn broke outside, he saw a large camp built on a flat area on the outskirts of the jungle, with towering mountains stretching into the distance.

At the campsite, there were elderly people and children dressed in simple clothes, as well as middle-aged people who looked slick and oily, smoking as they watched Yu Xing's team check their equipment and pack their supplies.

Yu Xing knew that the team that was busy was his own because they were all wearing the same style of work clothes as him.

Yu Xing glanced around and saw that there were about a dozen people. The men were all very muscular, in their thirties or forties, and clearly well-trained. They carried small tent packs and various supplies without even breaking a sweat.

Just then, a burly team member with a thick beard approached the slick middle-aged man. The two spoke in a dialect that was very different from standard Mandarin for a while. Yu Xing could only understand the middle-aged man's gesture of rubbing his fingers together to ask for money.

The bearded man seemed to curse something, but eventually obediently handed over the money. Only then did the slick middle-aged man reveal a satisfied smile and leave, humming a little tune.

The bearded man turned around and immediately complained to his companion, "Damn it, this guy is so unreasonable, trying to raise the price on the spot. If we weren't so close to the city, I would have killed him with a knife."

His companion patted him on the shoulder with a laugh, "Just bear with it. What we do is shady, you know. We might lose a little money, but it's nothing. Once we bring the treasure out of the tomb, will we care about a little bit of money?"

Yu Xing wanted to laugh too.

Good heavens, he could hear the four people in the team talking, each with a different accent. Was this team a patchwork of people from all over the country?

"You're awake? Did you sleep well?"

He was listening intently when a woman's voice suddenly came from beside him. He turned around and saw a capable woman with a ponytail, who looked to be in her early thirties, sitting on the ground eating.

She was the same woman who had just spoken to the woman with the hoarse voice. Facing Yu Xing, she wasn't as rough as before; her tone was smiling, as if she had a good relationship with Yu Xing: "Eat now that you're awake. Cherish this last hot meal. We're about to leave the camp and venture deeper into Heavy Yin Mountain. Then these greedy locals won't be able to provide us with food, clothing, and shelter anymore!"

Yu Xing; this large camp was indeed set up by the locals, because the things inside the tents couldn't be taken away at all, not even a small team of a dozen people could manage that.

No one would make a tomb raiding spectacle like moving their entire family, right?

Yu Xing smiled gently. He remembered San's character very clearly and immediately nodded. "Okay, I'm actually hungry."

The woman chuckled and reminded him, "Your good days are over. Even the people of Jiagu Town dare not enter Heavy Yin Mountain, which shows how dangerous it is inside. The completely undeveloped forest will definitely be tough for a delicate young man like you. Remember to tighten your collar and cuffs before you go into the mountains. If you keep wearing your clothes loose like this, you'll be covered in scratches and crying!"

"I know, I have that much common sense." Yu Xing glanced at herself and realized that she had just gotten up and her windbreaker was just casually open, but that didn't mean San was an idiot who lacked this kind of common sense. "Also, I won't cry over those minor injuries. Since I've taken the money, I'll complete this transaction properly. You don't need to worry so much. Just because a man is good-looking doesn't mean he's a good-for-nothing."

"Ah... I was being presumptuous. I was influenced by Finley and didn't quite catch on for a moment." The woman smiled apologetically.

Was that raspy voice Finley...? Yu Xing secretly gathered information.

The woman gestured, and immediately an elderly local man came forward and greeted him in broken Mandarin: "Come with me, have a meal here."

Listening to the language that required careful listening to understand, Yu Xing judged that this Heavy Yin Mountain must be a very remote area. This meant that once they went deeper into the mountains, everything would be uncontrollable, and no one knew what might be inside.

He nodded to the woman, followed the old man into the tent, and ate a meal that had just been cooked. To be honest, the food in this Jia Gu Town was quite flavorful, and several dishes suited Yu Xing's taste. Relying on the fact that he wouldn't get a stomachache from eating too much oil, he ignored the few light dishes and ate happily.

Two crew-cut players came in midway through the meal; they were also there for lunch.

The two men, one short and the other with a scar on his face, exchanged a glance upon seeing what he was eating. The shorter man said to Yu Xing with a hint of helplessness, "We're about to head into the mountains, so it'd be best to eat something light. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if we don't feel well later."

Yu Xing could tell that, apart from the captain whom they hadn't yet met, the other members of the team all looked down on him to some extent, thinking that he knew nothing about wilderness survival and had no experience in tomb raiding, and that he was probably doomed.

After finishing his meal, he stepped out of the tent and found that everyone in the team was busy preparing, each wearing a dagger sheath and carrying a bulging bag.

In the very center of the group stood a man around forty years old. He had a standard tan, a square face, and a rather upright appearance. He was loudly reminding the team members. "One more hour of rest, and we'll be ready to set off! Pack everything: weapons, equipment, spare clothes and tents, compasses, signal flares! Also, medical equipment, serum, antidotes... The food pack is in San's tent, remember to get it!"

Yu Xing thought for a moment and went back to gather all his equipment. His bag was smaller than the other team members', as if he had fewer miscellaneous items, and he wasn't asked to carry the tent.

Since he already had a backpack, he put the belt of the painting tube around his waist, shortened the buckle, and secured the painting tube by wearing a waist pack. The standard-issue dagger was also secured to the belt of his work pants for easy use.

At this moment, Yu Xing couldn't help but feel a little fortunate. Fortunately, his physical strength had recovered a lot. Otherwise, carrying such a heavy load up the mountain, he probably would have collapsed from exhaustion after a short while.

He estimated that keeping up with this team full of muscles wouldn't be a problem.