Fatty Wang has been trying to find gold for three years, but he hasn't touched a few decent treasures. Instead, he got stuck in a robbery hole three times - his peers called him the "stealing hole keeper".
This time he took on the job of "a small tomb next to the Yin Ruins, with a simple mechanism." He carried a twenty-pound Luoyang shovel and got into the robbery hole. As soon as he saw the inscription on the tomb door: "Fat people enter with caution, and the hole is stuck at your own risk." The three layers of fat on his waist blocked the tomb passage.
The bronze lamp in the tomb flickered on and off, and a palm-sized rice dumpling squatted behind his buttocks and muttered: "You're blocking my breath, and I'll eat your fat if you squeeze me again!" Teammates outside the cave patted the dirt and shouted: "Fat man, keep your belly in check! The stone thorns in the tomb passage will make you collapse!"
From asking his teammates to hand over lubricants to eating compressed biscuits for three days to "emergency weight loss", Fatty Wang's daily routine of tomb robbing focuses on a "reverse operation": when others touch gold, he blocks the hole, when others compete with rice dumplings, he blocks the door. Even the thousand-year-old resentful soul in the tomb complained: "This is the first time I have seen a tomb robber blocking the tomb so that no one can enter."
Such a "heavyweight player" wants to carve out a "fat man's exclusive path" in the world of tomb robbing - after all, he is the only one who can squeeze the tomb passage into a one-way street.
