Tomb Raider

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This article is based on the famous computer game Tomb Raider, incorporating elements from 　　various films, books, and games . Many characters in this article may have appeared in other works,
especially the first few chapters, which are largely based on previous writings and are not original works. This is hereby declared! I greatly
admire Lara Croft, the female protagonist of the game, and am also a fan of SM. However, for the needs of
this work, I have made some modifications to Lara Croft's personal information. I ask for
the understanding of all her fans! I hope those who love her will continue to write her story.
Attached is Lara Croft's original personal profile
: Name: Lara. Lara Croft
Nationality: British
Birthplace: Winbletom
Birthday: February 14, 1968 (Valentine's Day) Note: Changed to February 14, 1978
Marital Status: Single
Blood Type: AB
Height: 5 feet 9 inches (approx. 1.74 meters)
Measurements: 34D-24-35 Note: Changed to 35D-24-36 (approx. 88.9 cm, 60.96 cm, 91.44
cm)
Weight: 131.6 lbs (approx. 59.2 kg)
Hair Color: Chestnut (brown) Note: Changed to brown with a slight reddish tint
Eye Color: Brown
Distinctive Feature: 9mm pistol
Personal Background
Education:
Private tutor (3-11)
Winbletom Girls' High School (11-16)
Gordonstoun Boarding School (16-18)
Swiss Finishing School (18- 21)
Sports:
Dislikes participating in team sports. While attending Gudonston Boarding School, she enjoyed rock climbing and often
skipped tennis class to go hiking. She took shooting every year and excelled in it. However, she was frequently warned by teachers for being "overly obsessed."
Family:
Her father, Henshingly Croft, is said to be a noble knight. Laura
grew up in a wealthy, upper-class family, with servants attending to her, enjoying a very privileged life. At the age of 16,
after entering the prestigious Gudonston Boarding School, she developed a strong interest in the Scottish hills and mountains, which
significantly changed her personal life. Two years later, while graduating from school in Switzerland, she fell in love with mountain skiing and participated in
a Himalayan expedition. On the return journey, a plane crashed, and the entire expedition perished, with only Laura surviving
. Two weeks later, when she finally emerged from the snow and was rescued in a small mountain village, Laura's personal values underwent
a profound transformation. Losing interest in the pampered lifestyle of British high society, Laura believed she
could only find her purpose in life through an adventurous life. However, this change in mindset did not alter her character
. Laura remained humble, poised, and courteous, her every gesture reflecting
the elegance of a noblewoman. At the time, Laura's parents desperately wanted her to marry the Earl of Farringdon
. When she made this choice, an unprecedented argument erupted between the two generations
. Her parents subsequently reduced contact with her and stopped providing her with monthly living
expenses. The Earl, meanwhile, waited patiently for her to change her mind. Later, Laura lived alone in
Surrey, England, in a villa she had legally inherited years earlier. For a long time,
she considered this large, empty old villa useless, until one day she suddenly realized it could at least
serve as a storage room for the treasures she had acquired during her adventures around the world. Out of
personal interest, she made some minor modifications to the villa, such as building a sports
field and a very cool quad bike track in the yard.
Occupation:
Although she is now a world-renowned archaeological explorer, Lara personally believes that tomb raiding is
not her profession, but simply a way of life. To support her expeditions, she
has also written several adventure travel books, including *The Velociraptor Bit My Head*, *Hunting Bigfoot
*, *Adventures on a Deserted Island*, and *The Golden Mask Manual*. Lara often complains that she doesn't have enough
time to write books properly.
Achievements:
To date, she has explored many famous ancient buildings, including the Great Pyramid of Atlantis, the Xi'an Dagger Palace
, and the ruins of the Indian Indra Temple. She has also ventured into areas inaccessible to ordinary people, such as
the US 51st Base and the former Soviet Union's secret base in the Aleutian Islands. She has been hailed by many media outlets as a "
heroine with an indomitable spirit of exploration" and has been listed in the Guinness World Records for her numerous expedition achievements.
Personal Hobbies:
Favorite Movies: *The Verdict*, *Ghost*, *The Wrath of God*, *Close Encounters of the Third Kind*,
*The Last Revelation*, *My Father and Mother*.
Favorite Music:
Having received a good classical music education since childhood, she has loved the band U2 since middle school. As a child, she
often heard her aunt humming children's songs like "Nine-Inch Fingernails," "Russian Bread Baking," "Mother's Kiss," and "Little Cabbage," which she still finds "very beautiful." In recent years, she has developed a love for Eastern music, often listening to 　　Jiangnan silk and bamboo music and Okinawan folk songs
on her portable CD player during her travels . 　　 Favorite Food: 　　She learned to cook at her graduation school and often cooked delicious specialty 　　dishes with her husband, Mr. Jifu, when living alone. After tasting cuisines from all over the world, she still thinks her homemade fried beans are the best snack. 　　 Favorite Mode of Transportation: Norton City Hunter cruiser. 　　 Personal Mascot: A lightweight and exquisite small handgun. 　　 Hobbies:

She enjoys all kinds of challenging sports, especially high-speed, extreme sports. At home,
she also learned tapestry embroidery, finding joy in creating unique, exotic patterns to express her
adventurous spirit.
Dream:
Possessing extraordinary skills, Lara can handle any challenge in the world. Her
biggest dream is to explore all the unknown secrets of the world! She has climbed Mount Everest, the world's highest peak.
Sometimes Lara thinks: how wonderful it would be if all brave mountaineers could successfully summit like her! She hopes
she can lend them a helping hand.
Most admired heroes:
Heroes from ancient Greek mythology, the ancestors of the Chinese people, the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, Yu the Great who benefited mankind, and Hou Yi who shot down nine
suns.
Most feared thing: Being scolded by Aunt Corgi. She was often scolded by her as a child.
Favorite life:
Lara is very satisfied that her parents chose to give birth to her on Valentine's Day. What Lara wants to do most now…
…traveling the world alone is ultimately somewhat lonely. Zhao Yonghua sang: "The most romantic thing I can think of
is growing old with you..." Finding someone who shares your soul to spend your life with is certainly wonderful,
but that depends on fate.
Source: Tomb Raider II & III Game Script Editing Team
Text:
Chapter One: Cairo Night (The Bar Trap)
One spring morning in 2001,
Lara Croft, having just finished her morning exercise and showered in an old villa in Surrey, England, was approached by Lara Croft in her dressing room. The large towel
couldn't conceal her beautiful figure; her 1.74-meter tall frame, coupled with her alluring breasts, slender yet fit waist, and
round, high-perched buttocks, made her body incredibly alluring! 23-year-old Laura was a quintessential Western beauty.
Her snow-white skin was as smooth as milk, her high, delicate nose, charming eyebrows, full, wild
lips, and pearly white teeth made her features exceptionally captivating. Most striking were her beautiful, intelligent
brown eyes, like two pools of autumn water, while her dark brown hair, tinged with red, added to her wild and sensual charm.
After changing, she went to the dining room, where her old servant, Hillary, brought sandwiches and cheese, along with a letter from
a sheikh named Muhammad Bai in Egypt. The letter stated that a group of mysterious people had kidnapped Laura's best friend, Angel
, and taken her to a group of pharaohs' tombs where she had disappeared. Angel was visiting him at the time. He said he
found Laura's address in a diary among Angel's belongings and urged her to go to the Catalus Hotel in Cairo in two days
; otherwise, Angel would die.
Angel, Laura's best childhood friend, worked as a model for a famous fashion company. A week
ago, she went on a trip to the Middle East, but unexpectedly, something happened to her. Laura didn't have time to think. She quickly changed her clothes, tied her beautiful
hair into a long, thick ponytail, and hurriedly set off, transiting through
London to board a Boeing 747 bound for Cairo, Egypt.
At 5:54 PM, the plane landed at Cairo's Alexandria International Airport. Laura left the airport, took a taxi
to the Caterpillar Hotel, a four-star hotel by the Nile River. When she presented her passport to check
in, the lobby manager told her that someone had already reserved a room for her, number 1814, and left a note that
someone would come to escort her the next morning.
Laura took the elevator to room 1814, on the 18th floor, with a panoramic view of Cairo's nightscape.
After resting briefly, she realized she still had one night and needed to make some preparations.
So she called over a hotel waiter and took out $100, saying, "Can you tell me something you know
, and this money is yours!"
The waiter looked at the beautiful woman with curious eyes, glanced at the money in her hand, and nodded happily
.
"Tell me where I can buy this?" Laura asked, extending her right hand in a gun gesture.
The waiter looked at her in surprise, walked to the door, looked inside, closed the door, and mysteriously said to Laura, "Miss!
You've come to the right person! You can buy it at the Riya Bar by the sea in the eastern suburbs! My name is Jack!" He then took the money and left
.
After dinner, Laura went to the Riya Bar in the eastern suburbs of Cairo under the cover of night. The bar was crowded, and the patrons
all stared at her with surprise when they saw her enter. Laura found an empty seat and sat down.
A waiter immediately approached her and said, "Excuse me, miss, this is a private club, not open to outsiders!"
Laura touched the waiter's crotch, gave him a flirtatious wink, and said in a sweet voice, "My acquaintance
Jack recommended me."
"Jack?" The waiter looked at her hesitantly, then nodded to the bartender behind the counter and
asked Laura, "Miss, are you here for a drink or to see someone?"
Laura lowered her voice and said to the waiter, "I want to buy this! Do you have it?" She made a gun gesture with her hand.
The waiter turned back behind the counter and whispered something to the bartender. The bartender glanced at Laura,
spoke a few words to the waiter, and went into the back room.
The waiter made a cup of coffee and came to Laura's side, saying, "Miss, have a cup of coffee first. The boss will go check if we have any
in stock and bring it back!"
Laura casually sipped her coffee and began to look around the bar again.
Suddenly, Laura felt her vision blur, her head felt heavy and throbbing. Oh no,
she'd been drugged! She hadn't expected to be caught so quickly. Laura struggled to grab the waiter,
but her body gave way, and she slumped onto the table…
After what seemed like an eternity, a cold, musty smell roused Laura. She found herself lying
on the floor of a small, damp room. Dim light from the hallway shone through a small window in the door, clearly
indicating she was in a basement.
Although her head still felt heavy, Laura struggled to get up, but her hands wouldn't obey her.
Her hands and feet were tightly bound with rope, and her mouth was stuffed with gauze or something similar…
The cloth strips were tightened.
She shifted her bound hands, sensing this was a typical Western European binding method: her hands were crossed behind her back, her
wrists bound by rope, then the remaining rope was wrapped around her waist three times and knotted, thus securing her hands to her lower back.
A long rope was then folded in half and used to bind her arms, pulling them towards her back and tying a knot. The two ends of the rope were then passed from under her right armpit to her right shoulder
, around the back of her neck to her left upper shoulder, forward to her left armpit, and back to the knot at her back. The rope was looped around the knot once, and the two ends were then
passed upwards through the back of her neck, returning to the central knot at her back and tightened into a secure knot. The remaining rope was then wrapped around her breasts twice above and below,
tightened, and knotted. Finally, the rope was used to bind her thighs and ankles.
She writhed and struggled, her hands gripping the ropes tightly, panting softly. The
ropes seemed rooted to her, tightening with each struggle. Her full breasts bulged
, her arms throbbed with pain, and her underwear was soaked with sweat. Laura knew further struggle was futile
; this kind of bondage, without someone to untie it, was inescapable, even for a god or angel. Her hands began to go numb, and Laura felt utterly hopeless. Helplessly, she closed her eyes and 　　pressed her face to the floor,
utterly exhausted . 　　 After a long while, the swelling of her blood intensified the pain of the ropes, and a strange excitement rose within her. 　　She felt herself becoming wet and couldn't help but moan with pleasure. 　　 "No! This won't do! I can't do this!" Laura desperately suppressed this swelling desire, 　　opening her eyes as she moaned. 　　 Suddenly, a faint light flickered in her eyes. A pile of empty beer 　　bottles and several unopened beer cartons lay in the corner opposite. The light was reflecting off the empty bottles. A surge of survival instinct 　　welled up within her, and Laura writhed and rolled towards the opposite wall. Luckily, the rope binding her ankles wasn't 　　tied to the rope binding her hands; otherwise, she would have been truly trapped. 　　 She lay on her back, using her toes to clamp the bottle neck, raising her long, slender legs as high as possible, head down, feet up, her body 　　forming an L-shape. Laura released her toes, and with a "crack," the bottle shattered. Laura turned and picked 　　up a piece of glass, slowly and forcefully cutting the rope binding her wrists. Because it was tied so tightly, her hand movement was limited, making 　　cutting difficult. Finally, the rope was cut, and her hands were cut several times by the glass. Ignoring the pain, Laura 　　stretched her arms as far back as possible towards her neck, using the glass to cut the ropes binding her arms. Her body arched backward 　　, her breasts protruding even more. 　　 Soon, the ropes binding her arms were cut. She quickly untied the ropes binding her feet and removed 　　the towel from her mouth. 　　 She re-examined the storeroom; there was no way out except through the door. She went to the door and tried to open it; thankfully, it wasn't locked from the outside, and 　　the door was locked from the inside. 　　 She peeked out and looked left and right; no one was there. To the left of the passage were stairs with a door at the top, which looked like 　　an exit; to the right was a long, narrow passage, its destination unknown. Curiosity drove this female tomb raiding expert to 　　investigate. She followed the right-hand passage down. 　　Chapter Two: Lara Takes Action (An Unexpected Discovery) 　　 Lara walked to the end of the path, turned a corner, and went down the slope. Inside was an iron gate. She found 　　a hidden valve, pulled it open, and the gate opened to reveal a spacious underground hall. 　　There were two doors on each side of the hall; the left one was open, and the right one was closed. 　　 The hall contained many large wooden crates. From the English writing on the crates, she knew they were filled with weapons. 　　 Lara examined the crates and found AK-47s, M16s, MP5s, and other automatic rifles; an M249 heavy machine gun; various 　　pistols and grenades; and more than ten crates of time bombs. 　　 Lara selected two of her favorite Israeli-made Jericho-941 automatic pistols and some ammunition. These 　　pistols were perfect for the harsh desert environment, absolutely top-notch, the best of the best. She also took a holstered 　　M9 bayonet, a short, sharp, and extremely rare weapon. 　　 She walked towards the open door on the left, groping her way forward in the dark along the corridor. After several turns and a bend, she reached a 　　staircase. Climbing the stairs, she opened a hidden door leading to a large warehouse. 　　 The warehouse was brightly lit, filled with containers and wooden crates. Inside were more than a dozen men carrying guns, 　　including the bar owner, all 　　 looking menacing. A short, stout man with a full beard, holding a leather whip, stood on a crate, speaking; he seemed 　　to be the leader. 　　 Laura crept closer, and heard the stout man say in Arabic, "We are 　　fighting for freedom, fighting for holy war! We will kill all those infidels. Anyone who opposes us will go see 　　their God!" 　　 "Good! Oh!... Oh!... Good! Kill them all!" The henchmen below raised their guns and shouted in 　　agreement. 　　 The short, fat man brandished his whip and continued, "The higher-ups urgently need these weapons. They must be loaded onto the ship and shipped on time by tomorrow night 　　! Anyone who delays will be killed!" 　　 He turned around, his murderous eyes fixed on the bartender, and asked, "Oster! 　　How's that bitch who snuck in earlier? Have you questioned her? Was she sent by the CIA?" 　　 The bartender replied respectfully, "Respected Oster! I haven't had time to interrogate her yet; that bitch is still 　　lying in the storage room! I'll go get her right now." He turned to leave. 　　 "No need!" the short, fat leader stopped him, then said, "Sell her and those other women 　　to Cape Town tomorrow! Make them sex slaves!" 　　 A lewd grin spread across his face as he asked his henchmen, "How were those sluts?" 　　 "Haha! Very good!" a skinny henchman replied with a sneer. 　　 "They're all still young, two of them are virgins!" another tall henchman chimed in. 　　 The leader, Auster, said to the shopkeeper, "Oster, go and bring that bitch here later. I'm going to have 　　some fun with her! I'll show her what I'm capable of!" 　　 Shopkeeper Auster replied obsequiously, "Sir, you have excellent taste! That bitch is indeed beautiful, with high breasts 　　and a big ass."

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" The henchmen below let out lewd laughter.
Hearing this, Laura wanted nothing more than to rush out and kill them, but remembering the short, fat man's words about the other girls
, she suppressed her anger and retreated.
She returned to the previous hall, picked out an AK-47 rifle from the armory, then found ropes to
secure the iron gate on the left and hung four grenades on it.
Laura took a gas lamp from the wall and walked towards the door on the right. She pulled down the valve beside the door and opened the iron
gate. Sure enough, there were four Arab girls locked inside. Seeing Laura enter, the girl bound to the stone pillar
looked at her with pleading eyes.
A long-haired girl wearing a round-neck t-shirt and a miniskirt was suspended from an iron ring on the ceiling with her hands tied behind her back.
Her binding method was the same as when Laura was bound, and her top was torn, exposing her breasts. The young girl struggled to
keep her feet on the ground, trying to lessen the pain of being suspended by the ropes. A green gag was stuffed in her mouth, and long
strands of saliva hung from her lips. A figure-eight rope pressed down on her black bra, binding her breasts into an oval shape.
Two large bells hung from her rose-colored nipples, making a crisp "ding-dong" sound with the girl's painful trembling. Her black fishnet
stockings were torn in several places, and she wore knotted thongs. The knots were deeply embedded
in her brown, tender flesh, and the ropes were covered with her own fluids. The girl was in excruciating pain.
The second girl, wearing a pink dress, was bound with ropes behind her back. Her eyes were closed in pain, and
a gag was placed in her mouth. Her legs were spread apart and suspended in the air, her whole body in a V-shape. Her legs and buttocks were forced off the ground
, and her entire weight rested on her bound arms and shoulders pressed against the ground. Her long, flaxen hair was spread out
on the ground. Her full breasts were bound with fishing line, turning their white flesh
a dark red due to the lack of blood flow, and alligator clips were clamped to her nipples. A vibrating dildo, taped shut, was inserted into her pink
vagina, her white lace panties soaked with vaginal fluid. The girl was being tortured to the point of near death.
The third girl, dressed in Arabic clothing, was bound to a cement pillar in the cave with her breasts exposed. A net-like
hemp rope bound her snow-white body, the tight rope digging deep into her full flesh.
Her mouth was stuffed with cloth and sealed with adhesive tape, and
her pert breasts were clamped with bamboo clips, with two carp-shaped clamps connected by an iron chain clamping her nipples. She stood on one leg, the other bound high
above her head, her private parts completely exposed, another rope passing through her genitals and threaded into
an iron ring attached to the cave ceiling. Her vulva was swollen and red, covered in white, sticky fluid and bloodstains,
clearly indicating she had been raped multiple times. She whimpered as Laura entered.
The fourth short-haired girl was naked and bound, kneeling face down on a long table. It appeared she was first
tightly bound by a long rope, then pulled behind her back, the rope tied around her breasts, and then tightened and knotted at her back
. Another rope was used to cross and tie her wrists in a knot, the remaining rope pulled up over her right shoulder to her chest
, then through her breasts and twisted upwards, tightening the rope. This hung her hands high behind her neck. The remaining rope was then brought
back from her left shoulder to the middle of her back, tied together with the rope binding her wrists and arms, and finally, her body was tied
to the table. Her full buttocks were raised high, her legs were spread apart and bound to the corner of the table, and
two huge dildos were inserted into her lower body. Excitement and the pain of being bound made her sweat profusely. A
black gag was stuffed into the girl's mouth, and she kept moaning, saliva slowly dripping from the corner of her mouth onto the table.
As she watched, Laura felt a strange excitement and impulse deep inside her, and she wondered why she
felt this way. She couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she drew her M9 bayonet and cut the ropes binding the girls,
freeing the four girls. The girls, disregarding their shame, put on whatever clothes they could find to cover themselves and followed Laura into the hall.
Laura went to the ammunition box, picked up a time bomb, set the detonation time to 5 minutes, and placed it
on the bomb box. Then she led the girls back the way they came, pulled the gate shut, and went through a narrow passage to
the exit.
As soon as they opened the door and entered the backyard, they saw a male waiter carrying a tray enter, staring at them in astonishment. Before he
could utter a sound, Laura swiftly drew her M9 bayonet and plunged it into his chest. Before he could even react, he was dead. Laura
pulled out the knife, wiped the blood off the body, and ran with the girls out the back door of
the bar. Not long after, several loud explosions echoed behind them, and flames shot up from the bar. Laura smiled, got into
a taxi, and disappeared into the night…
Chapter Three: The Star of God (The Pyramid Conspiracy)
The next morning, sure enough, someone knocked on the door. The visitor was a burly
Arab man with a full beard, standing 1.87 meters tall. He told Laura his name was Theod Cook, the guide hired by Muhammad Bai,
specifically to lead Laura.
Cook gave her a large envelope, saying it belonged to the angel. Inside was an ancient bronze coin, a
diary, and a small fruit knife.
Laura boarded a cruise ship with Cook and sailed down the Nile. On board, she read Angel's diary. The diary
stated that they needed to find an item called "Star of God" to open
a secret door to the underground treasury of the Temple of Hopenus, followed by the Alps desert city of Set, and then a torn half of
a painting depicting a giant statue with a sharp sword stuck in an altar to its left and
a woman bound to a cross to its right.
Laura was puzzled. She put away the diary and called a crew member to ask about the desert city. The crew
member suggested they visit a small town in the Bahamas.
That afternoon, they disembarked in a small town in the Bahamas and bought plenty of dry food and necessities. Laura asked
Cook if he knew the city of Albes. Cook looked at her with a slightly frightened expression and said, "Is it
the desert city southwest of here? Oh! It's terrifying! Nobody dares to go there."
"Do you know it?" Laura pressed.
"Yes! There's endless yellow sand, poisonous snakes and scorpions, and the Pharaoh's terrible curse." Cook seemed
very afraid.
Lara and Cook each rented a camel and, braving the scorching sun, traversed the vast desert to the southwest. In the distance,
the sound of camel bells echoed intermittently, as caravans moved about in the desert. But after a day's journey, they saw
little human presence, with only the occasional vulture flying overhead in search of food.
After two days of arduous travel, they finally arrived at the desert city of Albez.
There were no castles here, only ruins and crumbling walls; "desert city" was merely the local name. Several
pyramids stood collapsed, most of them buried deep in the sand.
Lara carefully examined them, not overlooking a single suspicious spot. When she reached a section of crumbling wall, she saw
a large stone tablet buried in the sand. Inscribed on it in Arabic were the words: "All intruders who disturb my sleep, I will
become the haze in the sky, forever obscuring the sun and bringing plague to the earth. My wrath spreads across the land,
destroying all life, forever!
" Lara circled the stone tablet several times, then stopped behind it. She dug through the thick sand at the base of the monument and
found a hole about the size of a fist. Reaching into the hole,
she felt a copper ring. It was loose, and with a deafening crash,
Laura and Cook both fell in, sinking into a patch of yellow sand and sliding down the slope to the bottom. All around
was darkness, accompanied by chilling howls carried on the cold wind.
"Miss Laura! Are you there? I'm a little scared!" Cook called out, trembling slightly.
"I'm here. Light a torch!" Laura replied.
Sensing something moving towards them, Cook lit a torch and cried out, "My God! Giant
scorpions!" He quickly fled behind Laura.
Two large, venomous scorpions, their forelegs raised high and their tails up, were rapidly crawling towards Laura. Lara
quickly did a backflip, drew her Jericho-941 automatic pistol, and
fired with both hands, felling the two giant scorpions.
Lara put away her gun and looked back at Cook, who was trembling with fear, his face pale.
Lara found him ridiculous; a grown man acting like such a coward.
Lara looked around and realized they were at the bottom of the cave. They crossed several deep ravines and climbed to the opposite cliff
face, finding a crevice in the rock that emitted a terrifying howling sound when the wind blew through it. They
then climbed through a narrow passage to the other end of the cliff. At the bottom of the cliff was a large cavern,
with a stone door on the right and a small opening on the opposite side of the wall, from which a thick iron chain hung.
Lara took a long rope from her bag, tied it securely, and then slid down the cliff with Cook.
Lara told Cook to wait there while she searched for the mechanism to open the stone door.
She stood on a smooth, black rock, leaped upwards, grabbed the iron chain hanging from the cave ceiling,
and swung to the small entrance. She climbed through the passage and entered a stone chamber with a switch
. Lara flipped the switch, opening the stone door, and then returned to the cave.
Cook had already entered through the stone door, and Lara followed.
Inside was a large stone hall with an hourglass pool in the center. Flowing yellow sand fell from the ceiling,
disappearing into the pool. On the wall beside the pool was a switch, flanked by two stone coffins.
Lara circled the quicksand pool and reached for the switch. With a few loud splashes, the coffin lids opened, and
two mummies leaped out, attacking Lara with lightning speed.
Lara rolled on the spot and drew her dual pistols, firing, but to no avail. Seeing the mummies closing in,
she could only circle the pool.
When the mummy reached the pool, Lara leaped across, luring the mummy into the water where it was
swallowed by the sand.
Lara let out a long sigh, flipped a switch, and a platform slowly rose from the pool, holding
a small metal box.
She took the box and opened it; a flash of golden light revealed an
octagonal metal ornament inlaid with a jadeite, within which was a small poisonous scorpion.
Suddenly, with a loud "thud," Lara felt a heavy blow to the back of her head, and then she
fainted, seeing stars…
After a long while, a sharp pain jolted Lara awake. Everything was pitch black; she couldn't see anything.
Damn it, she'd been ambushed again! Last time at the bar, it was an accident, but this time she'd been caught off guard
. That cowardly Cook dared to cheat!
Worse still, her hands and feet were bound. That damned Cook, next time she'd kill him!
Laura was lying on her side on the ground, feeling her hands tied behind her back with ropes
binding her feet, and her calves and thighs were also bound together, her whole body arched into an "O" shape.
Her arms and wrists were also tied and fixed behind her back with ropes. Thankfully, her mouth wasn't gagged.
"Damn Cook! Bastard Cook!" Laura cursed and struggled incessantly, but dared not move, because
she was too close to the sandpit and feared that if she accidentally fell in, she would not only die, but also Angel's life.
She remained still, the pain and itching from the ropes spreading throughout her body, and she began to feel hot and aroused. Due to her constant
struggle, the fluid flowing from her lower body stained her tightly fitting panties, constantly rubbing against her sensitive
labia, making her even more excited and unable to extricate herself. She couldn't help but moan, and with each wave
of orgasm, she felt her whole body go limp, her limbs numb.
God! What am I going to do? Someone save me! "I'm going to die!" Laura prayed silently,
trying desperately to calm herself. She rolled slowly on the ground.
Suddenly, she tripped over something that was both soft and hard. She touched it—ha! There was always a way out! It
was the small backpack she'd dropped after being knocked unconscious.
Laura quickly pulled out the fruit knife Angel had left in the envelope and cut the ropes binding her.
She stood up and stretched her numb limbs. Then she took out a lighter, relit
the torch that had fallen to the ground, and looked around. The stone door was closed; there was no way out.
Laura carefully examined every suspicious detail. She went to the two sarcophagi, reached out, and flipped the switch back to its original position.
The platform in the sandpit slowly descended, and at the same time, an opening appeared in the ceiling of the stone hall, from which a
rope ladder descended.
Lara excitedly climbed the ladder, and sure enough, there was a passage inside. Lara quickly climbed
down the passage.
Chapter Four: The Sarcophagus Opens (The Adventurer's Ordeal)
Inside a massive Egyptian pyramid, Lara, dressed in a light green bodysuit and shorts, with her hair in a
braid, wielded two pistols and ran swiftly through the narrow burial chamber passages. She fired her guns while moving, accurately
killing vampire bats and venomous snakes that suddenly emerged from the shadows. When faced with oncoming arrows,
her lithe body leaped lightly, tracing a graceful arc in the air, leaving the deadly threat behind.
"Phew... there are so many traps and mechanisms in here." Lara finally reached the entrance to the burial chamber and
began searching the walls for the mechanism to open it. Just as her hand moved to pull the lever on an Anubis statue next to the door
, the floor beneath her feet suddenly caved in.
"Hmph, here we go again." Lara nimbly leaped backward, avoiding the sinking floor. She figured
what lay below was a mountain of knives and spikes; even a thousand lives wouldn't be enough to kill her. A few seconds later, the floor returned
to its original position, as if nothing had happened. Lara cautiously approached, continuing her search for
the mechanism to open the door.
Finally, with a dull thud, the stone door to the tomb slowly rose. Lara carefully entered and
saw an exceptionally large pharaoh's sarcophagus in the center of the chamber, surrounded by many smaller sarcophagi, like
the pharaoh's guard.
"Any intruder who dares to disturb the peaceful slumber of the great Pharaoh III will be
punished most severely by the god Anubis..." It was the same old stuff again. Whatever, dead people aren't scary, they're just ugly and
can be frightening. Lara removed her sunglasses, smiled slightly, and after confirming there were no traps around,
she holstered her dual pistols and began tentatively pushing the lid of the sarcophagus. To her surprise,
the lid wasn't as heavy as she had expected.
When she had pushed the lid halfway open, Lara heard an unusual noise inside the house. She stopped, alertly
drew her dual pistols, and scanned the surroundings of the tomb.
"Bang..." A deep sound came from the surrounding sarcophagi, and then the stone door of the tomb suddenly slammed shut,
trapping Lara inside.
"Oh?...What new tricks are they up to this time?" Lara held her dual pistols level, circling around warily,
surveying her surroundings. Suddenly, the surrounding sarcophagi opened simultaneously, and dozens of
mummies wrapped in white gauze rushed out, lunging at Lara. Zombies are generally considered slow-moving, but these
were unusually agile, almost as nimble as, or even faster than, normal humans. Lara was secretly astonished
.
"Damn it! I knew it..." Lara immediately pulled the trigger, firing her dual pistols incessantly at the closing mummies
. However, the bullets seemed to have no effect on the mummies, like water droplets hitting
a sponge. The mummies only took a step or two back
before continuing their charge at Lara.
"Damn it!..." Lara's bullets ran out quickly. At such close range, there was no time to reload, so
she had to fight hand-to-hand. Lara spotted the guy in front, riddled with bullets
, and kicked him squarely in the head, sending him sprawling backward. But the others surged forward immediately. Lara used her hands and feet, taking
down over a dozen, but in the end, she was firmly held down by a dozen hands, pinned face down on the ground,
unable to move.
"Let me go!..." Lara was still struggling desperately. Her backpack and boots had been removed
, and the mummies began wrapping bandages around her struggling body.
"!! What? What are you doing? Stop!..." Lara screamed. It seemed these mummies
intended to turn her into one of them!
Lara's long, slender legs were firmly grasped and bound together. Then, several mummies wrapped bandages around her from her ankles
upwards in circles. Her hands were twisted behind her back and pressed into a U-shape, her elbows
pulled together as much as possible, her forearms overlapping, and both wrists tightly
bound together with the elbows of the other hand. A terrifying white bandage gradually spread across Lara's body,
slowly robbing her of her freedom.
"No... let me go!..." Just as Lara's thighs were almost completely wrapped in bandages, the Pharaoh's sarcophagus
lid opened. Lara was pressed to the ground and couldn't see what was inside. She only knew that her entire body was
wrapped in layers of white bandages. From her ankles to her thighs, her long, beautiful legs were tightly bound together like a mermaid's
. The bandages continued to wrap upwards, from her thighs to her lower abdomen, making her waist even more slender
. This binding made Lara's full breasts stand out even more.
"Ah... I can't move... It's so tight..." Laura twisted her body, making a desperate last struggle.
At this moment, a mummy took a pale purple jewel from the pharaoh's coffin, walked to Laura's side,
pried open her mouth, stuffed the jewel in, and then wrapped it with bandages, sealing her sexy mouth tightly
.
A deep voice echoed from the Pharaoh's coffin: "Beautiful intruder, what I placed in your mouth is the '
Pearl of Beauty.' It allows you to live without air, water, or food. Stay here as my consort and
accompany me forever!" (Note: The "Pearl of Beauty" is said to be a unique treasure of the ancient Egyptian Pharaohs.
It makes the absorber's skin softer and smoother, their whole body more sensitive, their appearance more beautiful and radiant
, their lips full and alluring, their breasts fuller and firmer, and their nipples glowing with a captivating rosy luster.
With prolonged absorption, it also produces sweet milk. Drinking this milk enhances a man's sexual prowess and
makes a woman more wanton and seductive.)
"Ugh!!...Ugh!!..." Laura's beautiful yet terrified eyes widened in shock upon hearing this.
She shook her head desperately, "Ugh!..." Now, the beautiful female adventurer was wrapped up, her sexy body
displaying alluring curves, even more pronounced under the tight bandages. As she struggled, the mummies
lifted her up, the lid of the pharaoh's sarcophagus was opened, and Lara was placed face up into the sarcophagus. Then,
the lid slowly closed.
"Ugh!..." Lara's groans were gradually silenced inside the sarcophagus as the lid closed. In
the darkness, Lara felt the pharaoh's body move with terrifying terror. A pair of strong hands grabbed her firm
breasts and kneaded them forcefully. Because his legs were bound together and his mouth was stuffed with a jewel,
the pharaoh, who had slept for thousands of years, could only obtain pleasure by playing with the beautiful female adventurer's firm breasts. Fortunately, Lara's pair of beautiful
breasts were truly irresistible.
“Come, my beautiful new queen, you should thank me for granting you eternal life and
the opportunity to stay by my side forever…” Laura felt the strong hands increase the pressure of their kneading, a sharp
pain shooting through her breasts accompanied by a strong, stimulating sensation.
“Ugh!!…Ugh!!…”
Silence returned to the pyramid, except for the occasional soft, seductive
moans of a woman emanating from the pharaoh’s coffin
…

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