Otto's daily life

Chapter 388 Atmosphere Group

"Fujimiya, you said you found it... Huh? So many people." I was stunned.

"I dream, now I have an important task for you." Fujimiya had a serious expression, as if he was talking about something very serious.

I am serious about my dream. He will take any task seriously.

Fujimiya pointed a finger and said, "Now, immediately, get in there."

My dream: "?"

I Meng looked at Yana in disbelief, then looked at Fujimiya, suspecting that there was something wrong with my ears. What did that mean?

Yanai slapped Fujimiya and pushed him back, leaving it to her.

"Oh, Fujimiya means that something is wrong inside, so we need our responsible and dedicated Mr. Amae to come out and lead us to explore a new world!" Yanai spread his arms and shouted loudly.

Regardless of whether she is reliable or not, she must show her full momentum, this is her experience.

"No, no..." I Meng waved his hands and took a few steps back. He always felt that they had bad intentions.

“…Since there’s a problem, I’d better find someone to come with me.” Seeing that he was about to turn around and run away, Yanai waved his hand, and Zhuxing Zhen suddenly took action, grabbed him back, and stuffed him into the cave.

"Wow! Help!" I flapped my legs and struggled desperately.

Fujimiya moved silently, away from Moroboshi Makoto. As expected, there was something wrong with those Ultramen, and he was completely helping the evil!

"Hey, what are you doing?" A terrified voice sounded. Kajio swallowed and felt his scalp go cold. What kind of corpse dumping scene is this?

The moment everyone else turned their heads, his ominous premonition reached its peak.

Ten seconds later, he and my dream were stuffed into an unknown cave.

“…I think we can ask someone to dig the hole bigger.” He suggested sincerely. The hole was a little small and it was causing his waist pain.

After my head entered the cave, I studied the murals with great interest using a flashlight. Since I couldn't beat them, I might as well enjoy myself.

This was the experience gained from being beaten by Renlong, although he didn't like it at all.

Yana was busy taking pictures, while Moroboshi Makoto was trying hard to stuff them in from the back. He was quite looking forward to seeing what was inside, so he worked hard without giving up.

Fujimiya was urging Lunwen to take a picture of this scene and instigating them to report it.

"He will probably be wanted by XIG." Reiko complained silently. She seemed to have discovered another unknown side of Fujimiya.

Fujimiya couldn't hide the joy on his face. "No, they won't. At most, I'll dream about them for a while and won't want to go out."

"Fujimiya! What are you doing?" I vaguely heard the sound outside and couldn't help but complain.

"Plop!" Zhu Xingzhen exerted force and pushed the two people who were blocking outside in, and then he also rushed in eagerly.

I dreamed of covering my aching stomach. My God, was he going to lose weight? Was he going to shave off the fat on his belly?

Zhu Xingzhen looked at the narrow cave curiously. The winding patterns painted on the wall revealed a magical color.

“How long ago was this record?”

I dreamed of climbing up from the ground with a grin on my face. After completely entering the cave, they discovered that there was a corner a few steps ahead. On the other side of the corner, the area was exceptionally large.

From this point of view, his previous understanding that the cave was dug by tomb robbers was wrong.

It is very likely a secret door, which was exposed due to the collapse of the cave entrance caused by frequent earthquakes.

I had a terrible dream and suddenly I hated earthquakes even more. You never know what might happen when an earthquake shakes you.

"Look at the radiation of carbon on the stone slab, um... about a thousand years ago." Imeng took out his multi-purpose watch and began to explore.

Yanai and the others followed in, and when they heard this, they habitually retorted: "The technicians are not good at painting. This little bit of stuff is nothing. The paint must have been stuck."

My Dream Science: "In fact, at that time, pigments and other things were not as abundant as they are today. Humans used natural pigments to depict, such as vegetables, minerals, etc., but partly due to..."

Yanai's head started to hurt, so she decided to deal with the person who was giving her a headache: "Shut up." She didn't mind manually muting the microphone.

I Meng closed my mouth in grievance, okay, he is a logistics staff, I won’t fight with her.

The once quiet tunnel was noisy again. The sound of fighting spread from the other end of the long and narrow tunnel to a quiet corner. It seemed that something had awakened...

"Can I make a wish here?" Yanai walked into a small room with obvious patterns, holding a brick from the Kingdom of Light, and read the records on it.

The patterns are rich and colorful, cleverly depicting a story from a thousand years ago.

"The general meaning is that as long as enough sacrifices are contributed, the wish can be realized. No matter how you think about it, it's feudal superstition." Lun Wen rubbed his sore shoulders and expressed his disbelief. According to the popular story, the sacrifice must be problematic, or it must be very horrible, such as the same kind, blood, or something like that.

When he thought of this, his hair stood on end and he felt a chill out of nowhere. He took two quick steps closer to Tabata. Well, Mr. Tabata still gave him a sense of security.

Yanai brushed his fingers across the grainy mural, sensing the faint but significant fluctuations beneath his hands. He and Moroboshi Shin looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"This thing... seems to be alive." Yanai withdrew his hand and naturally pulled the corner of Wo Meng's clothes to wipe it.

"Alive? Ahhhh!" A bunch of densely packed insects that were invisible to the naked eye immediately flashed through Lingzi's mind. She jumped back in fear, and all of a sudden they climbed onto Fujimiya, tightly gripped him, and screamed.

Among so many people, there must be a voice actor. Reiko, who has a strong sense of companionship, screamed, causing Fujimiya's eardrums to hurt.

Fujimiya: "...Shut up."

Reiko closed her mouth: "Okay."

I looked at the corner of his clothes in embarrassment. The mural seemed alive. Was his clothes dirty?

Are there any traces of a "living thing" on it? Is he going to take off his clothes? But he only has one piece of underwear...

The thought of endlessly scrolling through the screen was interrupted by Moroboshi Makoto's words.

“Just smash it and see how it goes. No matter whether he’s dead or alive.” He rolled up his sleeves and punched them right in front of them.

Based on the tacit understanding between the two of them, he judged from the way Yanai wiped her hands that the wall was not alive, and the living thing she was referring to should be something behind the wall.

"Cultural relics, cultural relics..." Kajio swallowed the words he had not yet said, took a step back in an instant, and stood in front of Memu and the others to protect them. He put one hand on his waist, pulled out his gun, and looked vigilantly at the object revealed after breaking the wall.

"...Stone statue?" I Meng frowned. He restrained himself from moving forward. The moment he saw the stone statue, he realized what Yanai meant.

Is this thing alive?

Yanai tossed the Kingdom of Light floor in his hand, his face gloomy.