Really, I have died several times, and I still care about my mere paralysis?

I ignored No. 7's dissuasion. With a tearing pain on my arms, my palms turned into sharp claws.

Last time, the sharp claws were born after my body changed.

The sharpness can be called cutting iron like mud.

I don't believe that with my claws, I can't dig this deserted tomb that has been untreated for many years! Scarlet! As expected, with the sharpness of my claws, the rocks accumulated on the open grave were easily broken, just like frozen tofu, and it could be cut into pieces without any effort.

snort.

I smiled softly. No matter how strange it is, it is just like that... But then, the bizarre scenes that appeared in front of me stunned me.

The cross-section of the gravel cut by me is as smooth and flat as a mirror, and can even reflect my face, but the strange part is that black juice flows out from these traces.

Hiss——                                                             �

My five senses that are more sensitive than ordinary people are also exposed at this time. My superhuman sense of smell allows me to clearly smell every stinky scent.

I frowned and immediately covered my mouth and nose.

After taking dozens of steps back, the sea breeze blew behind me, and I felt the oncoming stench fading a little.

"Hahaha..." No. 7, who had been watching and laughed non-stop, saw this.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, glanced at him lightly, and turned around and walked towards his place.

The smile on No. 7's face froze and then restrained.

But I ignored him, but asked for a gas mask from other team members. After putting on the mask, I came back to the deserted grave and began to dig.

The grave piles of gravel higher than the ground were quickly dealt with by me.

The cut stone was thrown aside casually, and my hands, body, and legs were covered with the unknown black liquid.

Sticky, like glue.

Fortunately, I had already put on a gas mask, otherwise... the more I dig down, the more black liquid it would appear. Until I ended up like digging stones in black mud, pieces of gravel mixed with soil, I dug up and threw it aside.

I'm digging alone, and the progress is not fast.

But the more I dig, the more excited I feel.

The strangeness revealed by this deserted tomb made me feel that I could find clues to unravel the curse on me from here! Half an hour later, I had dug two meters downwards. A rectangular tomb that was 1.5 meters wide and nearly three meters long was dug out.

Half of my legs were submerged in the dark mud.

The arms kept groping, cutting and digging underneath.

As time passed, gradually, I felt that my legs and arms were drowned in the mud, and I pulled out my arms and looked at it. After removing my sharp claws, the skin in the rest of the area had become wrinkled and red.

Obviously, these black liquids are extremely irritating.

Fortunately, I have an almost perverted self-healing ability, so I can move freely in this mud. If it were an ordinary person, I would probably not be able to hold on for long before I would have to give up.

After a while, the sun was about to fall below sea level.

It was at this moment that I suddenly felt that just under my feet, there seemed to be a large stone slab blocking me.

Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!                                                                                                                         �

At this moment, I was almost certain that I had dug up the coffin of that white woman.

I straightened my back and moved my sore spine.

Crunch.

Looking up, the ground was already higher than my height. In almost two hours, I dug down more than three meters deep.

Although it is a bit tiring, the results are still very gratifying.

I climbed out of the tomb, looked at the team members who were standing still waiting for me, and then waved to them.

Yes, I have now dug up the coffin of that white woman.

But I can't cut the coffin in the tomb. Although doing this is time-saving and labor-saving, what I'm afraid of is that after the black liquid pours into the coffin, it is likely to damage the body.

Even, it will destroy the clues that unravel the curse on me.

I would never let this happen, but after seeing my gesture, the team members showed hesitant gazes... I understand, they are afraid.

Although I was not hurt or felt any discomfort during the digging of this deserted tomb, this was only limited to me.

Before me, several team members had learned from the past.

Their fate after touching this deserted grave has been seen by all the other team members, and they don’t want to become like those people.

I know what they think, but I will not be kind to them.

I can pity anyone, but not them.

Because, they are just a group of outlaws who work hard for the company...                                                      �

I let out a cold voice.

As the captain, I have all the command power, and they dare not disobey my orders.

More than a hundred team members came reluctantly.

I took out a few special ropes prepared in advance, took one of them, jumped into the tomb first, held my breath and groped and put the rope on the coffin.

After confirming that the bonding is firm.

I climbed out of the tomb, and together with the team members, I pulled out the coffin weighing hundreds of kilograms from the tomb.

To be honest, I was a little curious.

I originally thought that the white woman was buried in such a place, just dug a hole, threw the body, and covered it with some stones.

But the fact is that the white woman was buried for a long time.

This sarcophagus weighing hundreds of kilograms was carefully carved at first glance, because there were strange totem patterns around it. At first glance, it even gave me a sense of déjà vu.

But after carefully identifying it, I can be sure that I have never seen these patterns.

After being pulled out of the tomb just now, my teammates subconsciously kept a distance from me, and at the same time retreated to a place more than ten meters away. There was only No. 7, relying on his skill and courage, he stayed by my side.

No. 7 turned on the video recording function of the communicator, and then said to me casually: "Let's start."
Chapter completed!