Tomb Raider: I’m Really Not a Jinx

Chapter 1: A Lin “little Sister” Falls From The Sky
When the transmigrator element became increasingly popular, the nonexistent world behind the web became people’s spiritual paradise.
Watching transmigrators summon wind and rain in books, being omnipotent, readers always yearn for and long for the life in the books, longing for the other world that the protagonist can touch, besides the numb reality.
Of course, this certainly did not include Lin Yan. Although Lin Yan lived an ordinary and mundane life, he cherished such a life very much. Because he understood very well that high returns meant high risks, and grand adventures also meant perilous wandering full of crises.
So-called others’ stories, just look and that’s enough.
He never thought that one day, he would also become a story in someone else’s book.
Another ordinary evening, Lin Yan was staying alone at the company to work overtime. Approaching ten o’clock, the entire building might have only him left, but if he didn’t want to bring work home, he could only choose to finish overtime and then leave.
His stomach was starving, Lin Yan dug out the last bucket of instant noodles and solved it with cola, finally finishing all the work near midnight, stood up and stretched.
The air still lingered with the smell of some handsome Fu sauerkraut beef instant noodles, he held the remains of instant noodles in one hand and finished the last bit of cola at the bottle bottom with the other, unexpectedly after walking just two floors he very clichédly slipped underfoot and fell.
The falling process was quick, his mind went blank and he fell, not much pain, the child passed very peacefully.
Not at all.
This feeling isn’t quite right!
Lin Yan felt like he fell for 30 seconds!
No bragging, first ten seconds he thought he was dead, middle ten seconds he opened his eyes thinking he was blind, last ten seconds he successively saw blue sky, um, blue sky that was about to get dark; green hills, the kind that were almost bald; cave, full of stones, looked like one fall and you’re basically served; a few people, descending too fast to count heads; then.
“Clang” landed, perfect landing score, zero points for posture.
Back of head seemed to have hit something, not particularly painful, just his head buzzing; lower body seemed to have fallen into water, waist area seemed to have bumped into something almost severing him at the waist. Seemed to vaguely hear a “holy shit”? Hallucination?
In his already blurring vision, a few people gathered around, but he couldn’t see clearly anymore, his whole thinking fell into stagnation. If no accident, he might pass out.
At this time a thought flashed in his mind: In this day and age, is transmigrating this casual? Damn!
Then he really passed out.
When Lin Yan woke up again, he discovered a bunch of people looking at him, several gazes seeming somewhat hostile.
No, everyone’s gazes were somewhat hostile!
“You’re awake? Who are you? How did you fall down? Do you know you smashed into someone?” In his gradually clearing vision, a burly man with a bear-like build, looking ready to sharpen knives towards pigs and sheep, making Lin Yan jolt with a trace of panic. Next to him a middle-aged man with expressionless face, looking not easy to mess with.
Yikes, black society? No way? Where did this fall take me?
Lin Yan held his head and sat up straight, then obediently fell back down.
His head was still buzzing, probably a concussion.
At this time that middle-aged man spoke: “This little bro has a slight concussion, but it’s not serious, what needs to be said still has to be said, whether you hear it or not is not my concern.” The burly man next to him touched the back of his head, agreeing: “Third Master is right.”
Then Lin Yan saw a big face gradually approaching, gradually blocking his view.
Lin Yan: .
Big brother, you’re making me a bit panicked here!
Big brother spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth it was to demand payment: “Like this, we finally came out of a Corpse Accumulation Cave with difficulty, hadn’t even caught our breath when you smashed down. Smashed right into our Third Master’s nephew, look, he still hasn’t woken up.” Saying that, he twisted Lin Yan’s head towards the wall.
Ah, big brother, are you serious with this action making me look at the wall?
Seeing Lin Yan not answer, big brother grinned foolishly: “Sorry, he’s in the next room, but he really hasn’t woken up yet, we checked, no external injuries, just possibly some internal injuries. Look at this.” After speaking, he looked expectantly at Lin Yan’s eyes.
Lin Yan could only dead-fish-eye back, big brother, you think I have money to compensate? I eat instant noodles and you think I have money???
He barely sat up, concentrated his mind, and then clearly saw the people in the room.
By the bedside a fat man, looking like a simple-minded muscle tool person, probably begging for mercy wouldn’t work; a middle-aged man, looking like a scheming old fox who doesn’t show emotions, comparable to that balding pit of a manager at work who still kept a three-seven parted bangs; another burly man by that Third Master, that muscle wasn’t for show, full deterrence, face expressionless, but intuition said one reach and he’d be down.
Sigh, hard to handle, slipping away seems impossible.
Sighed in his heart, for his own little life, he decided to first agree to this compensation that might or might not serve as indenture fee, anyway transmigrating out, making money shouldn’t be hard right? Worst case find a job and continue being a corporate slave, but still first ask about the situation, if it’s really black society don’t blame him for reporting when out! Fight evil, citizens have responsibility!
He forcefully rubbed his temples, to clear his consciousness a bit, earnestly looked at the middle-aged man: “That… Third Master, right? Really sorry for smashing your nephew, no empty words, compensation and care definitely my responsibility. Just that… how should I address you all? Can you tell me where we are now? How long was I out? This fall was harsh, my head is still buzzing now.”
The middle-aged man looked with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, speaking slowly and deliberately: “Young fellow, I’m Wu Sansheng of Hangzhou Wu Family, people on the road give face and call me Third Master.” He pointed at the two burly men: “These are my shop assistants, Da Kui, Panzi. The one you smashed into who’s dizzy in the next room is my nephew, Wu Xie. You were unconscious not a few hours, the sky just got dark not long ago. We’re temporarily staying in the village, this room was also paid by me.”
After speaking he looked at Lin Yan with a strange smile, counter-asking: “Young fellow, not going to introduce yourself? Or explain how you fell from the Corpse Accumulation Cave exit?”
Who can tell him, what the hell is Corpse Accumulation Cave?