"The system has detected the appearance of a plot and has given the host three choices.”
" Option 1: Go to the weather station with Wu Xie and Fatty. Reward: Proficiency in mechanism techniques.”
" Option 2: Go to the weather station secretly and reward Uncle Ian with a photo.”
" Option 3: Spread the news and reward Blind Chen's Night Eyes.”
Ye Han made his choice almost immediately.
It was definitely the first option!
The second option was to go alone. That would be so boring. Moreover, what the hell was with the photo of Third Uncle as a reward?
Could it be that this photo was not ordinary and might contain some information?
That wouldn't do either. It wasn't as good as the first reward.
The reward for the third option was not bad. It was Blind Chen's innate night vision, but it was not very useful to Ye Han.
Even if he couldn't see clearly, he could still hear clearly!
"Choose option one. Please complete it as soon as possible.”
The system's voice sounded.
This was too simple.
Immediately, the three of them packed up their things and drove to this piece of land.
Fatty drove Wu Xie's Jinbei car to the address.
This location was a little remote and very old. It was surrounded by weeds and trees.
It's an abandoned weather station."
Wu Xie frowned. He looked at the abandoned weather station, which gave him the feeling that it was a large Golmud sanatorium.
He was already cursing in his heart. There must be something inside. What did Third Uncle leave behind?
He did not mind being led by the nose by his third uncle. He only wanted to see his third uncle now.
The three of them opened the corroded iron door and entered the weather station.
The system's voice came at the right time.
"Option 1 completed. Reward: Proficiency in Traps!”
Suddenly, a large amount of knowledge poured into Ye Han's mind, and he became an expert in all kinds of mechanisms!
This skill was not limited to theory. It also gave Ye Han a lot of muscle memory, allowing him to attack like a god, breaking all kinds of traps!
With the mechanism technique, he could be like a tiger with wings in the ancient tomb.
Ye Han's heart was filled with joy, but he didn't show it on his face.
"Don't hide any bloody corpses or forbidden women inside.”
Fatty took out an engineer shovel and held it in his hand.
Although this wasn't an ancient tomb, there might be some hidden dangers. It was better to be careful.
Wu Xie also became cautious. The three of them entered the weather station to check.
There was nothing special here. It had been abandoned for a long time. Dust and spider webs were everywhere.
The ground was damp, and mushrooms were growing in some places.
The rooms were basically empty. The three of them walked around the weather station on the sixth floor but did not find anything.
There were only some wooden bookshelves in the corridor on the first floor.
The three of them began to check the bookshelves.
The bookcase was already very damaged. There were rat nests and cockroach eggs inside.
There were some papers and books inside, but they were useless.
"Look, there seems to be a door behind this cabinet!”
Ye Han reminded.
He already knew where the door was. He could tell with just a glance.
"There really is a door. Behind this is a secret chamber!”
Fatty was excited.
Wu Xie shook his head and looked at Ye Han with admiration.
"This is not a secret room, but a reception room.”
"I studied architecture, but I didn't expect that there should be a reception room here.”
"It's just that the door of the reception room is blocked by a cabinet.”
Wu Xie said.
Ye Han and Fatty carried the bookcase away and opened the door of the reception room.
The space inside wasn't big. There was only a bed, a table and a chair. Ye Han estimated that it was only a bit bigger than his own portable space.
There was a thermos bottle on the floor. The quilt on the bed had long been covered in long hair. The white wall was falling off the floor because of the dampness.
But that was not the key.
Most importantly, there was a dried corpse sitting on the chair in front of the three of them!
Thud!
Ye Han had already heard it. Wu Xie's heartbeat began to speed up again, and his breathing also became faster.
He must have had a bad guess in his heart.
"Don't be a dumpling!"
Fatty didn't notice Wu Xie's strange behavior and walked over with a shovel in his hand.
"It's just a dried corpse. It's been dead for at least ten years.”
"But the jacket on this corpse…"
Fatty realized that something was wrong. This dress seemed to have been worn by Wu Xie's third uncle!
Wu Xie had already walked over and picked up a lighter from the table.
There was a word engraved on the lighter, three!
This was Third Uncle's lighter. He was the one who carved this word!
Weng!
Wu Xie could barely stand, and he felt a buzz in his head.
This was Third Uncle's corpse!
Third Uncle is dead!
Fatty quickly supported Wu Xie. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Don't worry. This jacket was put on later. This might not be your third uncle.”
"Let me see if he has anything to prove his identity!”
Ye Han reminded him and found a wallet on the corpse.
Opening the wallet, the first thing that came into view was an old-fashioned ID card with the words Yang Daguang written on it.
"This isn't your third uncle. It's my senior, Yang Daguang..."
Ye Han sighed and handed the ID card in his hand to Wu Xie.
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