The entire tomb-raiding team treated the new boy like a fragile treasure.
The boy was slender, cool and fair, and looked as if a gust of wind could knock him over. He shivered in tombs, dodged away from formations, and turned pale at the touch of Yin energy. Quiet and well-behaved throughout, he seemed to have no ability to protect himself at all.
Everyone on the team instinctively protected him. They took risks for him when facing challenges, kept danger at bay while scouting ahead, and indulged his every whim, afraid that the delicate boy might perish in the sinister, treacherous ancient tombs.
Even the System bound to him worried all day long, doing everything in its power to protect him and help its own frail Host survive and clear the levels in peace.
Everyone in the field was convinced he was the team's one and only burden, utterly dependent on the others' protection to survive in tombs crawling with zombies and packed with traps.
But nobody knew that all his frailty, timidity, and fragility were carefully acted illusions!
Millennium-old evil zombies, ancient tomb illusions, deadly mechanisms, sinister Yin spirits: all the desperate situations that left top tomb raiders helpless were no more than a snap of his fingers to overcome.
He seemed to dodge and retreat, but had already secretly neutralized every deadly threat. He seemed utterly defenseless, but in truth possessed secret arts of transcendent power, capable of suppressing every evil and uncanny thing in the world.
The whole team doted on the weak and protected their own, coming up with every possible way to keep him safe.
Little did they know that the life-and-death dangers they fought with all their might were merely a way for this hidden master to kill time.
The supposedly frail, pale newcomer was in fact a top-tier powerhouse, hiding his abilities, slacking off, and playing the pig to eat the tiger!
Let me comment first. It's very good. I've read all the big books.
I'll come first😅