Chapter 158

Shermaine’s lips glistened with moisture, resembling a blooming red rose, vibrant and dewy. She could still feel a slight numbness on her lips.

Joshua, still not satisfied, licked his lips. His usually gentle eyes now held a strong sense of aggression, fixated on the woman he loved. The flame within him continued to burn.

“Okay,” he replied in a hoarse voice.

Shermaine then had Bianca lead the way to find the herbal field.

James and the others were left behind to look after Joshua.

As soon as Shermaine and Bianca left, James turned his head, glanced at Joshua, swallowed hard, and thought to himself, ‘He is fucking sexy.’

Joshua was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall. Perhaps because of the kiss, his lips were also very red. His prominent Adam’s apple moved as he lowered his eyes, like a wild animal lying in wait, motionless.

Joshua was indeed brimming with hormones. After Shermaine left, the surging desire within him was somewhat restrained.

He took off his coat, now using it to cover himself. He reached into his pocket for a cigarette, intending to get a lighter, but he had used the lighter to burn the creature earlier, and it was gone.

So, he said to James, “Lighter, please.”

James quickly took out his lighter and tossed it over. Joshua caught it.

The faint blue flame flickered to life. He held the cigarette between two fingers, smoking and exhaling. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes.

Shermaine’s lips had tasted so sweet. At this moment, he was like an addict, craving more.

As Bianca had said, this place was indeed a maze. If one wandered around aimlessly, they wouldn’t get through. If they tried to force their way through, they might trigger the traps here and meet their end, unable to escape.

Previously, so many gravediggers had come into the tomb, and naturally, some had fallen here. Shermaine could smell the strong scent of blood in the air, estimating that quite a few people had been caught in this trap.

Bianca approached a device. “Restore this thing.”

Shermaine took a look. “What’s the difference between this and a Rubik’s Cube?”

“At least it’s harder than a Rubik’s Cube,” Bianca said.

Shermaine didn’t think so. Reassembling a Rubik’s Cube had a calculated formula, and of course, this device did too.

Shermaine glanced at it and started working on it.

Two minutes later, it was reassembled.

The fog ahead, which had been thick and impenetrable, gradually cleared, revealing a path.

Bianca looked at Shermaine, her lips twitching. “Your math is pretty good. You solved this thing so quickly.”

Back in the day, it had taken them a whole day and night to crack this device, but Shermaine had done it in less than two minutes.

‘This is the downside of not having much education,’ Bianca thought.

Come to think of it, if her granddaughter hadn’t been sick, she should be in elementary school by now. However, Xenhall was too… Forget about schools; even the villagers struggled to make a living.

To get to school, they had to go to town, and walking there would take two or three hours.

If it weren’t for her granddaughter’s illness, Bianca would have wanted to raise cursed worms to make money and help develop Zenhall, but unfortunately, she couldn’t for now. Her granddaughter’s life was more important at the moment.

Shermaine replied indifferently, “It’s a piece of cake.”

Except for Millennium Prize Problems, she could solve any other math problem. After all, she loved mathematics and had been studying it since she was a child, never ceasing to explore.

“You also know medicine?” Bianca said.

Shermaine nodded.

“Then you might be interested in some of the scrolls left by the Cursed Queen,” Bianca said.

Shermaine’s eyes lit up. “Where can I read them?”

“Of course, at my house,” Bianca said.

When Bianca had come to the tomb back then, she hadn’t dared to touch those precious items, especially the crystal coffin of the Cursed Queen.

She hadn’t dared to touch it at all because it was very eerie; trouble would arise as soon as it was touched. Bianca had only taken some books, pots, and pans and then left.

Since then, Bianca had never come to the tomb again and had even gone out of her way to cover it up.

The reason the tomb was discovered again was quite a coincidence.

Recently, there had been a lot of rain, and a landslide had revealed the entrance. It was discovered by villagers who were gathering herbs on the mountain, and the news eventually reached the gravediggers. Bianca strongly suspected that Shalene was behind it.

Shalene had a motorcycle and would leave town every few days. Unlike most villagers who couldn’t even use a phone, not only could she use a phone, but she could also use a laptop and keep up with the outside world.

This explained why Shalene knew a group of archaeology students. It was likely that she had been keeping an eye on the ancient tomb of the Cursed Queen for some time.

They walked down the path and soon arrived at the herbal field Shermaine had mentioned. At that moment, the herbal field was dotted with green-glowing worms, resembling fireflies, but they were not.

“Are those worms harmful?” Shermaine asked.

“No, they are harmless,” Bianca said.

Shermaine nodded. Thinking of Joshua’s current condition, she quickly searched for any herbs that could be made into a juice for him to drink to quickly reduce his fever.

However, as Shermaine was looking for the herbs, suddenly a person’s scream was heard. The person’s face was filled with panic, his hands waving around as if driving something away, muttering, “Don’t bite me.”

But, aside from himself, there seemed to be nothing around him.

As soon as the harmless green worms Bianca had mentioned approached him, suddenly, fierce blue flames burst into life, and the man was burned to death right in front of Shermaine.