[The oxygen supply is running low. Do you need an oxygen tank? One tank can last for an hour. ]
"Is it free?" Yang Zhaozhao dug out the antique with great difficulty. It was a mouthwash cup made of gold. It was so good that they hadn't discovered it.
Received it, received it.
He continued to dig out antiques with a small shovel, being very careful, fearing that they would be worthless if they were broken.
It's just that breathing is a little difficult and I feel a little stuffy.
It was winter, but she was sweating all over her face.
[What kind of dream am I having? The things in my material space are clearly marked with prices, 10,000 yuan per can, and the bill will be issued next month.]
"Forget it, I'll take these treasures and dig a hole to get out myself. I don't want your oxygen tank." Yang Zhaozhao didn't want to continue to be in debt.
She has so much money on hand that she will never go into debt if the problem can be solved with money.
[I'm afraid the oxygen in here is not enough for you to get out.] The supply space is waiting for Yang Zhaozhao to cry and beg for oxygen tanks. Humph!
Realizing that there was indeed not much oxygen, Yang Zhaozhao did not delay any longer. Wearing a searchlight, he charged five dollars an hour to pay his debt.
Avoiding the pile of bones, Yang Zhaozhao followed the smell and found the treasure with his small shovel.
Some were too difficult to dig, so Yang Zhaozhao gave up and didn't waste his energy.
It was discovered that the two buried people had woken up slowly. Yang Zhaozhao took the electric baton and shocked them unconscious with an expressionless face so as not to delay her collecting the treasure.
If killing wasn't against the law, Yang Zhaozhao would have killed them to save some oxygen for his own life.
The tomb had been swept before, and there were not many treasures in it. The good burial objects had all been taken out, leaving nothing big. Yang Zhaozhao could only search in the mud.
Fortunately, the dog's nose was useful and she dug out a lot of small things.
For example, mouthwash cups, tea cups, and wine glasses.
Some are made of gold, and some are made of porcelain.
When he groped into the corner, a pleasant smell came. Yang Zhaozhao knew there was a treasure inside, and with trembling hands, he excitedly dug a hole with the small shovel.
Not long after, the shovel felt a foreign object. Yang Zhaozhao dug into the mud and found that it was an exquisite wooden box with a lot of beautiful gold foil nailed on it.
There is also a golden lock, but unfortunately there is no key.
Yang Zhaozhao sniffed and confirmed that there were valuable treasures inside, so she dug them out with great effort.
Just as she was about to take the box out, something fell on her head. Before Yang Zhaozhao could react, the tomb collapsed for the second time.
Yang Zhaozhao: "God wants my life!"
After the collapse, Yang Zhaozhao was half buried in the soil, unable to move at all. She still tried to save herself bit by bit, gritting her teeth, her mouth was bitten and she tasted blood.
Finally, after great effort, the box was put into the space. Yang Zhaozhao was slapped in the face: "Give me an oxygen tank, my heart and lungs can't take it anymore!"
Material Space: [Sorry for the price increase. Now it’s 20,000 per can. Do you still want it? ]
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
[Countdown three seconds, no more waiting.] The material space shamelessly counted: [Three...]"
Yang Zhaozhao clenched his fist: "You are so cruel, give me a can."
Material Space: [Be careful of being punished by electric shock for insulting the space. Considering that this is your first offense, I will let it go this time, but next time I will give you a 100,000 volt warning.]
"You want me to die of lack of oxygen, so keep on talking." Yang Zhaozhao gritted his teeth.
Material space: [......]
The next second, a mask was put over her mouth and nose. Yang Zhaozhao took a breath, and the constant supply of oxygen almost made her oxygen drunk.
Just then, I heard a crackling sound, as if sand was being shoveled.
Yang Zhaozhao: "What's up? I seem to hear someone digging the soil. Am I going to be rescued? Someone is coming to save me?"
Material Space: [You are right. When you bought the oxygen tank, someone started digging the soil. After testing, you should be able to hold on and breathe lightly until they rescue you.]
[So I didn’t tell you, otherwise who would I sell my oxygen to, and how could your debt increase? ]
Realizing that he had been cheated, Yang Zhaozhao was so angry that he almost threw the oxygen tank.
When she thought about how she had spent 20,000 yuan on this thing, she took a deep breath and said, "Damn it, you rip-off!"
Material Space: [Who are you scolding? ]
Yang Zhaozhao said timidly: "Don't take it personally unless I mention it by name."
I don’t love a 100,000-volt electric shock, I’m scolding you!
What can you do to me?
I want you to read my mind, you idiot!
Yang Zhaozhao continued to look for treasures while breathing oxygen with tears in her eyes. She dug up as much as she could, as she was afraid that by the time she was rescued, she would have no chance.
Unfortunately, the soil was buried too deep and Yang Zhaozhao gained nothing.
Just then, the collapsed cave entrance was cleared and someone crawled in.
Friend or foe?
Wouldn’t it be terrible if it was Huang Ya’s people?
Thinking of this, Yang Zhaozhao quickly put away the oxygen tank and put on a full performance. She lay on the ground to avoid losing control of her facial expressions and giving herself away.
She pretended to be dead to let their guard down first, and then thought about escaping.
As the man came in, he swept his cold eyes over the situation inside. He shone the flashlight on the dead man lying on the ground, and his face changed.
Then he looked at the other two men lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
Finally, he fixed his eyes on the person lying in the corner. She didn't move at all, which made Li Yiling's breathing tighten, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone.
Li Yiling took two steps at a time and without saying a word, he hugged the person in his arms and put his bloody hand under Yang Zhaozhao's nose to see if he was still breathing.
But when I checked, I found that he was not breathing!
Li Yiling: “!!!”
Yang Zhaozhao was lying down peacefully when he found someone hugging him tightly.
Yang Zhaozhao: “???”
You bastard!
Just as Yang Zhaozhao held her breath and prepared to give Li Yiling the electric shock, when she opened her eyes and met Li Yiling's frightened, anxious and desperate eyes, there was a click and the electric shock baton was turned off.
Yang Zhaozhao: “It’s you!”
Li Yiling looked at Yang Zhaozhao who opened his eyes, and his heart, which had lost all desire to live, came back to life!
Just now, he was clearly not breathing and his heart almost stopped beating with fear. Now, looking at Yang Zhaozhao who was still alive, Li Yiling's eyes were sore and his heart beat faster.
Before he burst into tears, Li Yiling hugged Yang Zhaozhao tightly, buried his head in her shoulder, and said nothing, just wanted to hug her.
Yang Zhaozhao was dumbfounded and dared not move.
Yang Lie, who followed down, looked at Yang Zhaozhao, who was holding a stiff corpse. His eyes darkened and he didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.
After all, I was still a step too late.
Yang Lie checked and found that the person lying in a pool of blood was dead.
There were two left, their necks were still hot, and he was excited: "Carry the person out, do CPR and see if there is any hope. As for her..."
Yang Lie felt heavy in his heart, and patted Li Yiling's shoulder solemnly: "Brother, the dead cannot be resurrected, please accept my condolences, I'm afraid she is..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Lie looked at Yang Zhaozhao, who was tilting her head. She was hugged tightly, and she looked back in a strange posture. Because of the angle, she was rolling her eyes.
Yang Lie seemed to be struck by lightning, and was too frightened to move: "?"
Yang Zhaozhao was puzzled: "Who are you talking about?"
The next moment, Yang Lie almost ran out of the room, "Oh my god, he's resurrected!"
Yang Zhaozhao: "Li Yiling, let me go, I will kill him with one blow. You actually said I am faking my death, but I am still alive and well!"
Li Yiling relaxed a little but didn't let go. He held Yang Zhaozhao's half-swollen face with trembling hands. His eyes were gentle but with suppressed emotions. He looked at the angry man and pulled the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I'll help you beat him up later."
Yang Zhaozhao: “….”
I shouldn't be lacking in oxygen now, right? Why am I still feeling a little dizzy?
It shouldn't be like this!
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