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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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Mountain Ghosts (2)

Two mountain ghosts dropped to the ground as my shots echoed in the air.

"Gee! Gee! Gee!"

The rest of the mountain ghosts shouted in their haunting, high-pitched voice.

My hair stood on end; the chorus of their shouting, something I've never heard before, was scary for anyone who heard it for the first time.

"Don't just look. Fire!" Amy Lee shouted at me, and I got back to my senses.

Bang!

Bang!

More of the mountain ghosts fell, but this time the rest came rushing at us while throwing rocks at us.

"Argh…" Firecracker Tan got his hand hit by a rock and his pistol dropped.

"Look out."

I shouted, but it was too late.

A mountain ghost knocked him down and started to scratch at him.

Sea Snake Fang came to his rescue with a flying kick.

Bang!

One of them came at my face; its hand with long, black fingernails nearly got to me.

With the gunshot, its hands went limp, and I was unscathed.