"Isn't it true that you've actually cultivated an internal elixir?"

  Zhao Zhu couldn't help but rub his chin in disbelief. He had read about it in some fantasy novels, where monsters would cultivate internal elixirs and become incredibly powerful, but that was just literary nonsense. In reality, many so-called online authors probably hadn't even killed a chicken before, let alone knew where to put an internal elixir.

  But now, what's rolling out of his stomach isn't an internal elixir, so what could it be?

  Perhaps, it was indeed due to the cultivation of this kind that this thing was able to break free from its iron chains and survive for 400 years in the underground water pool of this ancient tomb where not even a single fish existed.

  "This thing is more nourishing than the meat, right?" Zhao Zhu picked up the internal elixir from the ground and held it in his hand, as if he could feel the rhythmic movement coming from inside. The internal elixir didn't move, but it gave people a feeling that it was alive. "If I eat it, won't I get a nosebleed because my body is too weak to receive the nourishment?"

  Zhao Zhu was hesitant, he clearly knew his current physical condition, and even if his body was in top shape, he didn't dare to really eat this thing. Could his body handle it? It's like ordinary people eating ginseng like they would eat dried radish, probably damaging their bodies directly.

  However, after taking a look at the ancient tomb, Zhao Zhuang weighed it in his heart and thought that even if it was just a placebo, he had to try everything possible to recover his energy and complete the main quest to obtain the Dragon Vein Essence.

  He picked up the inner elixir, Zhao Zhu opened his mouth to bite, and the inner elixir was bitten down by Zhao Zhu. It wasn't hard at all, not difficult to bite, and it tasted like eating an apple, very refreshing. First, there was the first bite, then the second bite, followed by many consecutive bites. Zhao Zhu seemed to be eating fruit as he swallowed this so-called inner elixir whole.

  After finishing eating, Zhao Zhu stood still with his eyes closed and felt a bit, only to find that there was no special change. His heart had originally been filled with a little expectation, but now he felt somewhat disappointed, thinking that he had thought too much.

  Zhao Zhu cut off some more monster meat to eat, and his stomach was finally full. He then wiped the bloodstains on the general's knife clean before re-entering the deep tomb.

  With the precedent of that monster, Zhao Zhu became more cautious this time, but his caution was actually not very meaningful. After all, since the Qing dynasty had spent a lot of effort building such an ancient tomb, the mechanisms were not something that Zhao Zhu, a psychiatrist, could figure out on his own. Otherwise, the craftsmanship of those mechanism masters would be too poor.

  More than 100 meters away from the monster's corpse, Zhao Zhu stopped because in front of him, three paths appeared. Zhao Zhu didn't hesitate much, just took a look and walked directly towards the middle path. Why? No reason, because at this time, where is there time to let you think about reasons?

  The further in they went, the larger the space of the passageway became. Zhao Zhu also discovered that there were guards starting to appear on both sides of the passageway... However, unlike the desiccated corpse guards he had encountered in the tomb chamber before, the guards inside this passageway only had their armor left. Originally, they should have been corpses wearing armor standing here, but after 400 years, the corpses had all decomposed into dust, and the armor naturally couldn't hold up on its own, so the guards in this passageway were all piled up on the ground in heaps.

  "This ancient tomb is quite strange, some places are well preserved, the corpse has become a mummy, and even the offerings are still intact, but in some places, the mechanisms have started to rust, and the corpses have weathered away."

  Zhao Zhu suddenly remembered his discovery in the previous task world "Zombie", which was set in the Republic of China era, but appeared to be a modern-style cement two-story building tomb for deceased relatives.

  This must be a bug in the task world, after all, it's a horror web novel world, and it can't fully conform to logic like the real world. It's understandable that some minor loopholes appear. Of course, if you can use these bugs to benefit yourself, that would be great. However, Zhao Zhuo also knew that he wasn't at that level yet.

  As Zhao Zhu continued to walk in, he found that the floor tiles began to change from black to green. On both sides of these green tiles, those guards were no longer just empty armor left behind after being weathered into bone ash, but had turned into real and substantial guards with stern and solemn faces, wearing eight-banner-style armor, with steel knives at their waists, and a golden rat-tail-like braid hanging from the back of their heads.

  "The complexion is a bit off." Zhao Zhu looked at the faces of these guards and suddenly realized: "The corpses were filled with mercury, no wonder they didn't rot for so many years."

  What made Zhao Zhu feel at ease was that these guards, who had been infused with mercury and maintained their lifelike postures, showed no signs of turning into corpses. Zhao Zhu safely passed through them until he reached the exit of the passageway, which appeared to lead to a grand hall-like area outside. However, blocking his path was a person sitting in a chair.

  Of course, it would be better to add a definite article before that, which is a dead man.

  But this dead man and other guards are somewhat different, he is not wearing armor, but a silk long shirt, his slender body even sitting in the chair, still reveals a bookish elegance, giving people a sense of elegance…… This is actually a dead person who has been placed in the tomb for hundreds of years, yet it really gives people this illusion!

  But this person gave Zhao Zhu a very special feeling, the other party was also staring with their eyes wide open, but it made Zhao Zhu feel like he was being stared at.

  This feeling is very strong and makes Zhao Zhuo feel very uneasy and tense.

  "Something's going to change!"

  Zhao Zhu cursed in his heart, at this time, Zhao Zhu suddenly discovered that there was a fan under his feet. It seemed that it should have been held by the corpse, but after hundreds of years had passed, even if the corpse was well-preserved, some changes would still occur in muscle hardness, so the fan originally held in hand fell down.

  Zhao Zhu opened his fan and found a poem on it:

  "Who can bear the lonely coolness of the western wind, the rustling yellow leaves closing the sparse window, lost in thought standing in the fading sunlight."

  "Don't be startled by wine, spring sleep is heavy, betting on books can dispel the fragrance of tea. At that time, I only thought it was ordinary."

  This poem, Zhao Zhuo recognized it, remembered that during the middle school era, it was more popular among literary young people, Zhao Zhuo also followed the trend and bought a book "Nalan Ci" to take a look, and also randomly recited some to show off, this should be Nalan Xingde's "Huan Xi Sha".

  "Could it be that this guy in front of me is actually the number one talent of the Qing dynasty?"

  Zhao Zhu felt his lips were a bit dry, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue to lick them. Most importantly, if the guy in front of him who looked like he was about to turn into a corpse was indeed the great talent Nalan Yongruo from history, it would be really unexpected. Didn't he die young in history? How could he appear here?

  However, Zhao Zhu thought for a moment and felt somewhat relieved... In ancient times, people liked to bring their favorite things into their own tombs, so that they could accompany them even after death. This ancient tomb was built on the dragon vein of the Qing dynasty, and it was likely that the emperors of the previous generations of the Qing dynasty were buried inside. Perhaps... some emperor in later generations thought that Nalan Rongruo was a brilliant talent who emerged during his reign, a great genius among the Manchu people, so he decided to bring Nalan Rongruo into his own ancient tomb, and also to show off his literary and military achievements to his ancestors. If Zhao Zhu remembered correctly, Nalan Rongruo was a great talent of the Kangxi era... Would he walk into Kangxi's tomb if he went further? Would the essence of the dragon vein be there?

  Just as Zhao Zhu's mind was turning, the corpse that had been sitting slanted in the chair suddenly straightened its posture, with a cold and profound gaze fixed on Zhao Zhu.

  He lived...or rather...he became an immortal corpse.