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

Fatty Wang saw the words on the wall and didn't know what to say for a moment. He also felt that Wuxie was different, and he wanted to complain in his heart, why was it so troublesome to go to the tomb this time, and it always affected a person's emotions.

If it was a team like the one Fatty Wang had faced before, he could have just ignored it. After all, other people's affairs had nothing to do with Fatty Wang.

Even a more selfish thought is that if he loses his life because of his personal emotions, it might be a good thing for Fatty Wang. Isn't it one less person to share the treasure?

But this team is not like that.

This team, especially Wuxie and Zhang Qilin, and perhaps with the addition of Hei Xia Zi, made Fatty Wang feel that this kind of team seemed to allow trust to exist.

Fatty Wang seemed to understand the significance of the concept of brothers in this team, so when Wuxie and Heixiazi were in a bad mood, he felt a little embarrassed.

Because you care, you will be entangled.

Fatty Wang sighed and looked at Wuxie. He had no choice but to comfort Wuxie like he had comforted Heixiazi before and patted him on the shoulder.

Sometimes, silent companionship is the best comfort.

Wuxie came back to his senses, shook his head, and signaled to the people around him that he was fine.

The moment Hei Xia Zi saw the writing on the wall, he understood the significance of going to the tomb for Wu Xie, and also understood that Wu Sanxing and Xie Lianhuan had set up a trap. And Wu Xie was the protagonist in it.

What about Zhang Qilin? Hei Xiazi had a vague feeling that the purpose of Zhang Qilin's coming here might be just ahead, and perhaps this trip could be declared over soon.

"Okay, friends, shouldn't we set off? Since Master Wu Xiaosan is fine, let's set off quickly! I, the blind man, feel that victory is just ahead!!!" Seeing that no one spoke for a while, Hei Xia Zi became the first to speak and urged the team to move forward.

Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief. Hei Xiazi's urging them to move forward might have been a way of helping Wuxie out.

At this time Wuxie is not yet the Evil Emperor from the Sand Sea period. His acting skills are just improvisations and cannot be flawless. What's more, the people around him are all shrewd people and it is impossible for them to be fooled easily.

Zhang Qilin also breathed a sigh of relief. This mission was completed. His memory should be found ahead. Zhang Qilin said he couldn't adapt to talking so much at once.

This time, because of Bai Ran, Hei Xia Zi joined in, so Zhang Qilin did not disguise himself as Professor Zhang and transformed into a talkative and wretched uncle. He was still the normal, taciturn Zhang Qilin, who was very much in line with the title of a mute.

The atmosphere in the team returned to normal.

"Naive, don't think too much. Why don't you just go and ask your third uncle?" What Fatty Wang hates most is thinking about things by himself. Instead of daydreaming here, it would be better to just go and ask the person involved directly.

If you can't get the answer, just guess!

A person's brain cells are limited, but the problems he or she may encounter in his or her lifetime are infinite.

How can you solve infinite things with finite things!

Wu Xie thought the same thing after hearing this. He planned to find answers to some questions after meeting Bai Ran and then go find his uncle.

If you don’t have chips in your hand, you have no right to gamble on truth or falsehood.