The Lost Tomb : Sea Of Sands

Chapter 154: Plan Begins

Just like sticking on rhinestones, Su Wan stuck the beetle shells on Black Glasses one by one with glue. It was extremely hard work, because glue wasn't made to stick to skin, but at least it was easier to stick them on his clothes. The most troublesome parts were the joints, because all the glued shells would fall off when his skin was stretched by the joints moving.

Su Wan told Black Glasses that if the glue was used up, then he could only use his own mixture of body fluids. Black Glasses gave a "hehehehe" upon hearing this, but Su Wan didn't understand what was so amusing about it.

After finally gluing everything together, Su Wan took out the rotten snake that had been cut into diced meat. After smelling this kind of odor, anyone would be repulsed by any kind of aquatic product.

It was too dangerous not to keep it wrapped in the plastic wrap, because it was likely to lead the insects directly to them. Black Glasses would take it down the channel and begin throwing the diced meat bit by bit along the way.

Su Wan originally said that he would do it, but Black Glasses immediately rejected the idea. The proposal was put forward in a timely manner, so he still had some physical strength, and Su Wan wouldn't need to take the risk.

Su Wan said good-bye to him, knowing that after Black Glasses had gone, the plan would begin. The bugs had a good sense of smell, so Black Glasses would have no second chances.

He huddled in the corner and started to shiver, feeling like there was no one else around.

He had some regrets in his heart about forcing himself into this situation, but he knew that he had to do it, or he would face it sooner or later. He believed that Black Glasses would come back as long as he made it.

It was possible that many people would continue dying because of his plan. Although Black Glasses thought they deserved to die, and told Su Wan they wouldn't show mercy if he was caught, Su Wan still felt very uncomfortable when he thought of their families.

This seemed like a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.

Su Wan put his head to his knees, knowing that he would soon cheer up after the initial fear had passed. But for now, he wanted to indulge in his fear, and vent his emotions.

He cried two hours later, and found that the fear wouldn't disappear this time. Instead, it became more and more intense with the silence around him.

He looked at his watch, took out a spare battery from his pocket, stuffed it in, and pressed it a few times. The watch was restored to its normal functions. He turned on the pedometer, set the reminder limit at one step, put it on a coin, and then placed it at the exit.

Then he stepped back carefully, and leaned by the edge of the charcoal fire.

In this way, as long as someone walked or moved a little bit closer to his location, the pedometer would immediately sense the vibration, jump one step, and sound the alarm.

He closed his eyes, unsure how to spend the long night. Even though his heart was full of fear, and he was imagining all sorts of terrible things, he still quickly went to sleep according to plan.

Su Wan had a lot of dreams, including one about being late for class, and one where the classroom turned into a dark pipeline. Everyone was sitting in rows in the pipe, while the teacher was lecturing at the end. He couldn't see the teacher's face, and could only hear the sounds mixed in with strange sounds coming from other parts of the pipe in waves.

He also dreamed that Black Glasses had returned, but it was a ghost who came back. He told him that the plan had failed, and he would never come back to save him.

He also dreamed of Li Cu and Yang Hao. The three of them were eating skewers on the streets of Beijing on a summer night, watching the people coming and going, and seemed to be very happy. Su Wan recognized all kinds of voices from among the noises. He could sense them, sense the emotions they might bear in the future, as they drank beer and listened to their boss tell them to drink less. It was a cool summer night with the smell of spent fireworks lingering in the air. They pretended to see a girl they adored in the distance, but they missed their chance, and couldn't touch her.

Many, many dreams were intertwined, which caused Su Wan's brows to be furrowed, his teeth to be clenched, and his sleep to be uneasy.

When he woke up from his dreams, he found himself crying again.

He only shed a few tears when there was no one around to see him do it, and always made sure to best prepare for everything. Everyone thought his life was so easy because of his father, and that he was someone in the world who was entitled to be relaxed and happy.

Only he knew that when he made friends with people like Li Cu and Yang Hao, he gave up his father's social circle. When you're with friends of your own choice, you don't use money to pursue the girl you like, or buy friendship. He had been saving up for himself, and deciding what path he wanted to take in life.

He thanked his parents for bringing him a life without worry, but he had his own life to live. The way he chose to do it wasn't to confidently fight back or accuse his parents of interfering, but to prepare everything silently. He believed that if one day he showed his parents everything he had prepared, they would smile and nod in surprise.

He had learned a lot more after he became friends with Li Cu and Yang Hao. He finally realized how rare it was to have the kind of dull life and fixed future that he had complained about before.

A child like him, who grew up under the authority of his parents, was very different from Li Cu and Yang Hao, who were forced by fate. God knew how many changes he had to make to become friends with these people. But they were his true friends.

He could feel the pain underneath these people's indifference, so he always wanted to be an amusing character. He had a lot of things Li Cu and Yang Hao didn't have, so why not try to do something for them so that he could make up for the pain and unspeakable gaps in their lives?

But this time, the scene was beyond his control, and his habitual expletives and jokes hadn't changed anything.

No matter what kind of person you were, everyone couldn't help but feel small at some point. Even for someone like him, who always felt that he had a positive view of everything.

The watch pedometer hadn't given any warnings, and Black Glasses had said this place was relatively safe. He pulled himself together, and prepared to turn off the pedometer.

He blew on the charcoal fire, went up to the entrance, carefully pressed the pedometer, and put the watch back on. At that moment, he found that the channel under the entrance was somewhat different from before.

He didn't dare illuminate it, but leaned forward and listened, hearing the sound of water. He looked at the air humidity meter, set aside a piece of lit charcoal, and then put into the channel below.

The piece of charcoal fell to the bottom and instantly went out. At the moment it was extinguished, he saw a turbulent flow surging at the bottom.

It was raining again. He pinched the bridge of his nose, telling himself that Black Glasses really suffered from bad luck.