The Lost Tomb : Restart (The Sound Of Providence)

Chapter 109: Underwater Goods

After sweeping more than four hundred bombs, my spine almost felt like it was broken and I finally got off work.

As I was playing Minesweeper, I had been trying to figure out those codes, hoping to use Zhang Da Fo Ye's code to find out what the other codes might be.

When I started my calculations, I found that all my mathematical abilities had returned to Brother Xiao Man. As Uncle Three used to say, the Wu family taught dogs other subjects, while dogs taught people math.

I looked at Bai Haotian as I started packing things up. She also tidied up before grabbing the keys, turning off the lights, and obediently walking to my side.

I followed after her as we moved to patrol the warehouse. I assumed that Bai Haotian was a Virgo since she explained each area to me in detail.

When we were halfway through, I stopped and asked her, "How much longer are you going to work here?"

Bai Haotian froze and then stammered, "Two, two years. Little Master Three, have I not done well?"

"Then we'll be together for a long time. There's no need to introduce everything all at once." I sighed and looked down at my feet. "Let's go and have a look below."

Bai Haotian was still standing there frozen and looked so nervous that her lips had turned white. I looked at her looking at me and slowly explained, "It's boring here, so let's save it for later. From now on, we can talk every day before we get off work. Otherwise, we'll be bored when we patrol tomorrow."

Bai Haotian relaxed and then led me all the way to the warehouse's locker room, where she opened a particularly narrow locker door.

The locker was empty, save for an iron sheet at the back.

Bai Haotian pushed the iron sheet, pressing it a dozen times at a special frequency. When the iron sheet moved, Bai Haotian pushed it away and I asked her, "What's the password?"

"New employees have to wait a year before they can learn it."

I sighed. There was a staircase behind, which was so narrow that only one person could go down at a time. Bai Haotian was in front and I was in the back. The lights were very dim.

I touched the wall and found that it was made of cement that I was very familiar with, but was very rare in the market.

I immediately knew that this place had been built by Seven Fingers.

After going down three or four floors, we came out of a particularly narrow door and into a huge, dark underground space.

Even though the space was very dark, I could still see a lot of huge shadows that were spaced far apart from each other.

When I walked in, I found that the warehouse's underground area turned out to be a reservoir. We were on one of the many iron catwalks that had been built above a huge pool. The water was pitch black, making it impossible to see how deep it was. I could see that all of the goods were immersed in the water, with only the top parts floating above the water's surface. All of the labels were written on these exposed tops.

The catwalk was interspersed between the floating goods.

I moved to the edge of the catwalk by the first huge good and found that the label identified it as Zhang Da Fo Ye's.

"Most of the goods are underwater. The water here is special," Bai Haotian said.

I turned on my phone light and found that the good in front of me was actually rotten wood. I paused and then immediately realized what type of good it was.

This was everything from an ancient tomb. All the other goods and this square monstrosity in front of me made up an entire huangchangticou tomb [1].

Zhang Da Fo Ye had stored an entire huge ancient tomb beneath Warehouse Eleven. I looked up and saw countless cubes in the water that were just like the huge one in front of me. 

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Note:

[1] Mentioned in Chapter 34. A Huangchangticou is a special type of ancient royal burial that emerged in the Spring and Autumn Period and took prevalence in the Han Dynasty. "Huangchang" refers to the yellow core of the cypress wood, while "ticou" refers to the structure of the tomb (mainly the heads of the wood facing the outer coffin).