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My life as a Tomb Raider in Nanyang

I was just a young man from Singapore when I threw myself into the world of tomb raiding. From the shadowy tombs of Indonesia to the hidden treasures of Philippines, my search for fortune led me deep into the unknown. But what I found wasn’t just treasure—it was a world of the supernatural, filled with mysteries that still haunt me. Curious? Grab a coffee, settle in, and dive into the tales of what really lies beneath the surface.

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Home Sweet Home

"Damn, these worms are disgusting. Bobby, how's your wound?" I wiped the sweat off my forehead and asked Bobby.

He unbuttoned his shirt, looked down, checked the wounds on his chest, and said, "I'm okay; the claw didn't go in too deep. The bleeding should stop after I get bandaged up."

Seeing that Hazidah was unconscious, I hurriedly got to work.

After all, what's a tomb raider if he can't dig a hole fast enough?

When I was done digging, we buried all the bodies in the hole.

I can still remember the sound of my shovel going against the concrete floor, scraping up the flesh strewn all over from the explosion.

Before I threw Brian Worm Lee's body into the burial hole, I searched for anything useful.

The only thing I found was her cellphone.

Looking through the messages, they were all from her dad.

[My princess, please listen to laughing buddha zhao for your first mission.]

[Dear princess, if you could call me, please.]