Tomb Raider: As a cannon fodder, I started to play badly

I, Bai Ran, caught up with the time-travel trend and became a zongzi, a Qin Dynasty zongzi.

You asked me how I knew that? Because when I woke up, I found myself lying in a square rectangular wooden box. And, unexpectedly, I couldn't hear my heartbeat, and I couldn't feel my pulse with my hands. Well, it was confirmed that I was dead.

I just lay there, and I don’t know how long I lay there. Either when I closed my eyes, everything was dark, or when I opened my eyes, everything was dark.

Although I am also very curious, why can I still breathe in such a small space? Is it possible that a kind-hearted person knows that I will wake up after death and left a hole for me?

But relying on my endless boredom, I explored every corner of this square space, but unfortunately, there was no space.

Maybe after I die, although I am still breathing, I am actually just a carrier of air?

I closed my eyes and thought about it boredly.

Why not open your eyes? Is there any difference?

I don’t know how long it was, but one day I heard rustling sounds around me and the sound of something being pried open. Could it be that I was going to see the light of day again?

I opened my eyes excitedly, and the next second the lid on my head was lifted, and several faces came into my sight.

They were obviously startled and stepped back, holding their knives in front of them, looking at me warily.

I sat up and stretched. I felt weak in my limbs after sleeping for so long. Looking at them, each of them was wearing equipment that seemed to be from the Republic of China period. I touched my chin with interest. It seemed that I was not only dead, but also entered the chaos of time and space.

I looked at these people again. Although they were all men, there was one person who was obviously the leader. I waved to him and said in a friendly manner, "Hello, what's your name and what year are you in now?"

Everyone was on guard and looked at me suspiciously. The young man thought for a while and said, "Before asking someone's name, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

I thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "That makes sense. As far as I can remember, my name is Bai Ran."

"Zhang Qishan."

"Zhang Qishan~" I touched my chin, and seemed to understand the current situation. "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. I am a very friendly... Zongzi." I smiled and said to them. "Can you tell me how my tomb introduces me?" I asked him curiously.

"No introduction."

"The Wordless Book?" I thought about it, sighed, and said to them, "I want to get up first to check the condition of my coffin. If you are worried about me, you can retreat later."

After these words were spoken, the group of people stepped back a lot.

I stood up and looked at the coffin where I lay. There were a lot of bamboo slips in small seal script, and a few copper coins with the words "half a liang" engraved on them, as well as a few pieces of jade and gold, and bronze artifacts...

No wonder I felt so crowded when I lay down, there are so many things. Is there no place outside my tomb to put the things? Why are they all placed inside this tomb?

I stroked my chin and looked at the things inside. The people outside looked at me warily.

"It seems that I am a zongzi from the Qin Dynasty, and my family should have some money." I muttered softly, but the tomb was closed, and even if I spoke softly, everyone could hear it, not to mention these martial artists.

"Should?" Zhang Qishan asked.

"I'm sorry, I don't quite remember what I was. I just remember that when I opened my eyes, I was lying in a coffin." I scratched my head a little embarrassedly.

The game has begun.