Chapter 271: Section 197: City of Tears (1)_2
It’s a pity, if she were a few years older, I wouldn’t mind letting her take care of some of the normal physiological needs of our team.
Malin looked down at the half of the head and thought to himself, what’s the deal with you, but after thinking about it... it’s probably just the world’s fault, this damn world, where it’s not unusual for a fourteen-year-old girl to be a mother.
Turning the page—really, I once again confirmed my thoughts from yesterday, Wasp isn’t just skinny, she’s downright skin and bones. Despite being so small, she tries so hard just to earn five dollars from me, which gave me a sense of guilt for the first time. Goddess have mercy, maybe I should go and make a confession for atonement.
Malin’s mouth twitched, and the half head, wrapped in spiritual energy, shot out from the tent and splattered against the wall.
Letting out a breath, Malin sighed once more—this damn world, these damn bastards.
Turning another page—today, we finished dealing with the traps in the tomb chamber. One can only say that the folks from the second era were really amazing, with such intricate traps and such refined instruments, things we had never seen before. But then again, that coffin was fantastic, the buried had a set of pure silk funerary clothing. If I could have such a coffin and set of clothes after death, my descendants could probably boast about it for an era.
...Forget about your pitiful dreams, Professor, do you know you’re disgracing the intellectuals?
Malin spat and then turned the page.