Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

"This bead is worth the old nose's money, what the hell is it, please let me have a look."

The crowd behind Ye Fan became restless.

This state is like a drug addict in a drug addiction attack.

If Liu Bowen is still interested in watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, he will definitely see that the barrage is full of question marks at this time.

"What happened, why do you have to go to see that bead?"

"Damn it, don't say it"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and with his other hand, he pulled off the gas mask on his face, and threw it into the aisle in front.

The crowd who were restless just now quieted down immediately.

Liu Bowen quickly put his hand into his backpack, ready to look for a spare gas mask:

"Brother, you said you can just tell me directly, you don't have to hint me with facial expressions."

"It's not that you don't know it. Acting on your face is like watching Morse code."

As soon as Liu Bowen said this, a system prompt sounded in Ye Fan's mind.

[Ding——It is unworkable to be judged by someone's face, which matches the character, and the reduction rate is +1%. The current reduction rate is 99.11%. 】

[The corresponding points have been multiplied by 99.11% and placed on the host. 】

[Congratulations to the host, get the system reward. 】

[Ding——Hundred-step piercing, with a hundred-step piercing, all long-range attacks are hit with a hundred shots. 】

Ye Fan hasn't reflected on the restoration speed of this brand new benefit, nor has he had time to think about the rewards of this system.

The black bear beside him had already put a new spare gas mask on Ye Fan's face.

He said:

"Brother Xiaoye, you..."

Before the black bear finished speaking, a black object flew past his eyes again, which was also a gas mask.

He turned his head immediately, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was very double-standard:

"Fuck, who! Why are you throwing everything? It's fun to throw things!"

Turning around, the black bear faced a gas mask that was exactly the same style as him.

With the eyes exposed in the transparent part of the mask, he recognized that this was his captain, and it was also Zhang Qiang with a face full of hatred and bitterness.

The black bear shrank its neck:

"Captain, why do you think you have learned this?"

Zhang Qiang raised his chin and said: ..

"The mask fell off."

When Ye Fan threw the gas mask in front of him just now, Zhang Qiang's first reaction was to put his spare gas mask on Ye Fan's face.

Zhang Qiang was about to take back the spare mask when he saw that the black bear who was closer had reached out to Ye Fan.

In the end, I saw that the mask that Ye Fan had thrown on the corridor in front of him just now disappeared out of thin air!

So in order to ensure that his eyes were not dazzled, Zhang Qiang also threw the gas mask he just took out at the same place where Ye Fan threw it just now.

I saw that the gas mask seemed to be thrown on the corridor, but in fact, it sank directly and disappeared!

It was the same way when Monkey King hit ginseng fruit back then!

When the ginseng fruit fell to the ground, it disappeared inexplicably!

Ye Fan is not asking them to act according to his face, this is to let them see the truth of this corridor!

Such a phenomenon made the scalps of the team members who had fallen into a demon just now feel numb, and they regained their sobriety in an instant.

They subconsciously looked at their feet, afraid that if they stood here, they would disappear after a while.

Liu Bowen shook his head, let his mind regain some sobriety, moved closer to Ye Fan's side, and said:

"Brother, what about the gas mask?"

Ye Fan said lightly: "Next."

Liu Bowen stood on the spot and stretched his neck to look, and said:

"Under what?"

Ye Fan said: "Inside."

Just when he stood at the door of the tomb, Ye Fan heard the sound of the system prompt.

[Ding——Obtaining the evaluation of "Compassionate and Compassionate" is consistent with the character, and the reduction rate is +1%, and the current reduction rate is 98.11%. 】

[The corresponding points have been multiplied by 98.11% and placed on the host. 】

[Congratulations to the host, get the system reward. 】

[Ding—the exquisite heart with seven apertures can see through all illusions and is not trapped by illusions. 】

At that time, Ye Fan was a little pleasantly surprised by this unexpected new restoration speed.

He recalled Brother Zhang's pilgrimage to Changbai Snow Mountain.

There is indeed a kind of compassionate divinity in the whole person.

When he was feeling emotional in his heart, he saw the corridor in front of him.

After acquiring the skill of Qiqiao Linglongxin, this tunnel has completely changed its appearance!

Originally a very spacious passage, the real face turned out to be an extremely narrow and extremely winding one-way passage!

Under those illusions, it is actually this acidic liquid that is boiling and tumbling!

The masks he and Zhang Qiang threw fell into the liquid.

It was melted the moment it touched the surface of the liquid, so there was no sound of falling into the water.

Ye Fan stood at the front of the line, helped the gas mask on his face, and said:

"The gas in the pool is hallucinogenic, and the liquid is highly corrosive."

"Follow me."

He glanced back at the team and said:

"The road is very narrow, please don't step on it wrong."

With that said, he took the lead and walked in the front of the team.

Chapter 102 The Lotus Nail Blooms, Thousands of Needles Are Unleashed

Ye Fan walked in front, and the people behind him immediately followed him after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

The archaeological team, which originally walked together, was pulled into a single row on this seemingly spacious corridor.

What Ye Fan took was not a straight line, but a rather tortuous route.

The team members behind him are not walking while looking at the road, but walking while looking at the shoes of the person in front.

The entire team is like a coherent snake, moving forward cautiously.

The road that seemed to be less than ten meters suddenly became extremely long.

Except for Ye Fan, everyone looked down at the heels of the players in front of them.

Facing Ye Fan, everyone had many doubts and shocks in their hearts.

If this smell has a hallucinogenic effect on people, wouldn't it have no effect on Ye Fan at all?

Why is Ye Fan so firm in every step?

But at this time, they have to concentrate on dealing with the road under their feet, and they have no time to get answers to these doubts.

Liu Bowen tightly grabbed Ye Fan's clothes and followed Ye Fan's back.

Now he is simply the person here who is most grateful to the black bear for putting Ye Fan on this coat. If Ye Fan is still shirtless now, he would not even have the chance to pinch the excess fat on Ye Fan's body.

It is also because he can still grab Ye Fan's clothes, so he has spare time to look at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Damn it, the two gas masks melted immediately after throwing them in, without any splash."

"Little anchor, you really have to thank your big brother, if he didn't stop you, you would have turned into a ginseng fruit, you know, I mean the kind that just disappears when you fall into it."

"This big brother can deal with it. If he is in danger, he will really save him whenever he comes back."

"Let's not talk about big brother, even my own father may not be able to catch up with this big brother."

"Ah, yes, yes, my husband is such a kind-hearted person."

"This Wang Mang is really ruthless. He directly built the main tomb into such a bone pool, leaving such a narrow road above it. If there is a sudden danger, it will be difficult for outsiders to escape."

Liu Bowen was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at the corridors on both sides with lingering fear.

In his eyes, this corridor is still the width of the previous expressway.

He leaned forward and asked Ye Fan:

"Brother, tell me the truth, how wide is this road?"

Soon, Ye Fan's voice came from the front:

"one meter."

Liu Bowen recalled the distance between the road before entering the tomb and the current road, and he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly, Ye Fan, who was walking in front of him, stopped.

The "Greedy Snake" team that was moving slowly also stopped in place immediately.

Ye Fan looked up at the direction of the top of the tomb, and said:

"There is movement."

As soon as the voice fell, the team members hadn't reacted yet.

From the top of the tomb above, small white moth-like insects began to fly out one after another.

At this time, everyone only dared to move forward and back, and they did not dare to form a group like before, surrounded by bodyguards in the center of the protective circle.

The bodyguards were interspersed in this long line at this time, and they raised their guns tacitly to point at these unknown moths that emerged.

Bai Changming pushed his glasses, saw the moth above his head, recognized it, and said in horror:

"No, it's a corpse moth!"

The corner of Li Tai's mouth twitched, and he moved closer to a bodyguard next to him, and said:

"Corpse moth? This sounds very unlucky!"

"What is this?"

Bai Qingxu frowned and explained:

"This is a moth that can only grow in tombs that are more than a thousand years old. It absorbs corpse gas all the year round, and the powder on its body is highly poisonous."

"It will attack in groups, completely surround the prey, and lay eggs in the prey to continue its own race."

"Currently, only one archaeological team organized by the National Academy of Archeology has encountered it once in a Jin tomb."

Zhang Qiang frowned, he nodded:

"It turned out to be this."

"I know this time, a good brother of mine is in charge of leading the protection team."

Li Tai breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Hi, so I have experience."

"Then what does your good brother say, Captain Zhang, has he imparted some experience to you?"

Behind the gas mask, Zhang Qiang smiled uglier than crying, and said:

"I also hope to have the opportunity to listen to him tell me about his experience when he met these corpse moths last time."

Zhao Zeming coughed in a low voice and said: