The Introvert is Becoming the Police Station's Beloved!

Chapter 485: Chapter 485: Great Calamity

Xuan Er and a few others walked over, looked at the place Dean Zhang pointed to, and then looked around.

Next, everyone watched as Xuan Er wandered around with a compass.

Lin Feng also quietly calculated.

Finally, Xuan Er cast a divination - a great misfortune!

Xuan Er’s gaze darkened slightly as he pulled Dean Zhang aside, whispering something to him.

However, Dean Zhang was agitated and vehemently opposed.

Xuan Er, seeing his efforts fail, could only stand aside and let Xuan Liu make a phone call.

The troops stationed in Meng Province received another call. Hearing about the monster situation again, they couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

Their troops suffered heavy casualties a couple of days ago, and now it’s happening again!!!

They had no choice but to immediately organize and set off.

...

"Boom!"

A loud explosion sounded.

What followed was the cheers of the crowd.

Lin Xiaoyan and Nan Xi sat in the car.

Originally, after "seeing" everyone, Lin Xiaoyan planned to stay in the tent.

But Xuan Er directly instructed her to stay in the car, advising them to leave immediately if danger arose.

The two watched the archaeologists’ teachers and students, confused by their excitement.

"Sister Nan, if they knew this tomb would eventually be sealed or even destroyed, how would they react?"

Nan Xi withdrew her gaze, "I don’t know, but disappointment and frustration are sure to be there."

As time passed, Lin Xiaoyan looked at those who had already descended into the tomb, counting silently in her mind.

"One, two, three..."

"Ah! Help!"

The first person screamed and crawled up from underground.

Next came the second, the third...

People gradually crawled up from below, their exposed skin bloody.

Xuan Liu looked at the injured individuals, his face darkened.

"Didn’t I tell you to apply the medicine all over your bodies? How did you get hurt?!"

Dean Zhang glared at the injured students, full of anger.

"You didn’t apply the medicine!"

The injured students hung their heads, "We... we did apply it..."

"If you applied it, why are you hurt? How come we’re fine?!"

Dean Zhang questioned angrily.

Originally, things went smoothly down there. When the black mist appeared, it avoided them because they had preemptively applied the medicine.

As it turned out, these disobedient few hadn’t applied the medicine, causing the black mist to attack them.

With more and more black mist appearing, they couldn’t stay down there and had to come out.

Xuan Er looked at the few individuals, "You should go back and treat your wounds!"

The few looked to each other, then to the dean.

Dean Zhang waved his hand, "You should go back first!"

They had no choice but to leave.

Xuan Er checked the time, "It’s getting late; how about we head back and continue tomorrow?"

Dean Zhang looked troubled, then turned to the stationed troops, "We’re not going back; we’ll stay here tonight!"

Xuan Er remained indifferent, "If you insist."

Xuan Er walked away; he disliked dealing with such people...

He had given advice; his words had reached their limit. If they didn’t listen, there was nothing he could do.

Saying more was pointless.

Xuan Shier approached and asked, "Anyone injured or women expecting their period can’t stay here tonight!"

There was some awkward silence among the crowd, but no one stepped up to leave.

There were three female students present; they checked with each other, and no one was on their period.

Xuan Shier glanced at them and, seeing no one coming forward, sighed inwardly.

Lin Xiaoyan saw this and asked, "Should I check them over?"

Xuan Er, with a cold face, replied, "No need, you all go back first."

Lin Xiaoyan couldn’t understand why Xuan Er kept insisting she leave.

She ended up leaving with Nan Xi, Xiao Bo, and the few injured students.

Late at night, Dean Zhang and others were still awake, watching the situation inside the tomb on the underground detector.

The professors and students gathered seriously around it.

One girl’s face showed discomfort as she slowly retreated and stepped out of the tent.

Wang Jing held her lower abdomen, counting the days in her mind.

Could it be her period?

Her cycle was irregular, sometimes only coming once every two or three months.

This time it hadn’t come for two months. When the girl earlier asked who was on their period, she thought her cycle was unpredictable and couldn’t say when it would come, and she felt nothing, so she said nothing.

Unexpectedly, just after saying she wasn’t on her period, her lower abdomen felt a tugging sensation.

She thought back to when she had this feeling before; her period usually came a week later. Not giving it much thought, she didn’t worry.

But now, her lower abdomen was unbearably uncomfortable, and she felt a bit damp down there. A bad feeling arose within her.

Too afraid to tell anyone, Wang Jing went to her backpack, grabbed a roll of paper, and headed to the bathroom.

Approaching the door, she hesitated and then turned back, looking around the tent and finding a plastic bag.

She thought to herself, once the paper was used, she’d put it in the bag, tie it up tight, and it should be fine...

After using the toilet, Wang Jing looked troubled.

Indeed, her period had arrived!

Of all the times, it had to choose now, of all times! What bad luck!

Carrying the plastic bag, Wang Jing discreetly found an isolated spot, dug a hole, and buried it.

Then she nonchalantly returned to the tent.

"Jingjing, where did you go?"

Wang Jing replied, "I just went to the bathroom, what’s up?"

"Nothing, the dean said we’ll be headed into the tomb first thing tomorrow; let’s get some rest."

There were only three girls in the group, and they rested in one tent.

Another girl finished recording data and returned to the tent last.

When she entered, Wang Jing and the other girl were already asleep.

She moved quietly, carefully undressing.

Conditions here were rough; she couldn’t wash her face or feet, so she used wet wipes to clean them before lying down to sleep carefully.

That night, Wang Jing got up once more, feeling her flow was unusually heavy.

Once again, she placed the used tissue in the plastic bag and buried it in the ground.

After Wang Jing left, the place she buried the items began to stir.

In the moonlight, countless centipedes emerged clearly for a moment.

The centipedes easily pierced the plastic bag, tearing apart the bloodied tissue.

Waking up in the morning, Wang Jing took a sanitary pad from her bag’s hidden pocket, and, finding no one else awake, hurried to the bathroom to change.

This time, as others were already awake outside, Wang Jing could only dig a hole in the makeshift toilet and bury the used tissue.

"Jingjing, breakfast time!"

Wang Jing just finished washing her hands when she heard a classmate calling her.

"I’m coming!"

Eager to head into the tomb, everyone hurried through breakfast.

Xuan Liu emerged from the tomb, spreading medicine around so the black mist wouldn’t reappear.

Earlier, he went down and found a layer of dead bloodsucking hidden-wing ants on the ground; the black mist was actually these creatures.

Seeing Xuan Liu come up, Dean Zhang immediately asked him how it went.