Red Shirt thought that Sylvie and the rest were agreeable at the prospect of getting rich. As such, he lowered his backpack and unzipped, revealing the gold and gems inside.

Unlike antiques, these could be melted and sold for money!

"You're crazy!" Sylvie rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come on!" Red Shirt retorted in annoyance. "You don't have to snap like that!"

"So what if I do? Even the tomb raiders in movies wouldn't sell the good stuff to foreigners! You people don't have any principles, and that's sickening!"

Red Shirt glowered. "Don't bite off more than you can chew, lady!"

"No, no, no. Please let me have a bite," Sylvie retorted.

As the leader of an archaeological team, she naturally thought differently than the gang of tomb raiders. In her mind, artifacts had no monetary value-only historical —and selling them was an utter waste, which was why she despised tomb raiders.

"You asked for it!"

and whipped out a

going on? Were the modern

keep around is good, but that doesn't mean we're the

he was not going to lose. "It's called the circle of life-the rat fears the cat, but the rat also beats the

he

Empty your clip-if I'm still alive, you're

were different now. He could see that all the treasures in this gang's bags were all imbued with a curious form of energy, which was why

could not get everything right, it was hardly possible to get everything wrong either. If these tomb raiders soz much as picked up a different

I hear

glances with his friends before laughing themselves

strange enough for them, only for the people that they run into to prove even stranger. After all, the kid actually

start shooting,"

whispered into his ear, "Please don't

in wry

only did he have the protection of the spiritron vein, but dealing with

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