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1905 Chapter Sixty-Seven – Pipe Bell Sound

The phone continued to ring, its sound echoing endlessly through the hollow pipes, as if it were exploding from all directions. Liang Wan felt dizzy; at one point, she was in a state where she could hear the sound and not hear it at the same time. The rhythmic ringing seemed to come from a corner of her brain, and she thought that if she closed the door, she could ignore it.

Suddenly, in an instant, she was jolted awake, as if she had been driving and suddenly regained focus. She became acutely aware of the ringing, which now felt incredibly real.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and walked toward the sound, discovering that it came from a door on the left wall of the pipe. The door looked very similar to the one in the bathroom where she had just showered; it was likely the same type of room the man with the sunglasses had mentioned.

The ringing was very clear coming from inside. Liang Wan’s hands trembled slightly. No matter what was happening here, she couldn’t comprehend it, but she didn’t care; this situation felt utterly bizarre to her.

This was a complex of buildings beneath the desert, their purpose a mystery, yet they were vast and had an extremely strange structure. All the clues pointed to this place, built in the 1980s and long abandoned. Although many seemed interested in it, it was absurd to think someone would install a phone here.

After she pushed the door open, she took a few steps back and shone her flashlight inside. It was pitch black, but she could see several neatly arranged desks, piled with paper documents resembling files, all covered in thick dust. Scattered on the floor were bits of paper and ashes.

At the bottom of the room was a pool, empty of water, revealing a large amount of charcoal and paper ash. A significant quantity of paper had been burned here. The phone was on the third desk, still ringing in a regular pattern.

Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust, except for the phone and the area around it, which had a clean circular patch where the dust had been wiped away. Someone had been here and set this up.

Liang Wan felt a headache coming on. After hesitating for a few seconds, she picked up the phone.

“Miss Liang Wan?” a voice immediately came through, “You’re quite slow to answer.”

Liang Wan didn’t recognize the voice. When she heard her name, she looked around and suddenly found everything particularly absurd. What was going on? Was this some high school prank?

“Confused?” the other party said. “Just say one word to confirm that you are indeed Liang Wan.”

“Who are you?” Liang Wan asked. The voice on the phone sounded very distorted.

“I’m glad to hear your voice. How have you been lately? Everything is different from what you expected, isn’t it?” the voice continued. “This is the only phone line here, the only way to communicate with the surface after entering beneath the desert. Only four people know about this phone line, including you. Now that you’ve answered this call, I’d like to congratulate you.”

Liang Wan glanced at the map in her hand and suddenly realized this was the trick of the man with the sunglasses. This route was not a safe one; it was a path that would inevitably lead to this phone call.

She hung up the phone with a “slam.” She didn’t like being a pawn in someone else’s game, no matter how important that game was; she refused to cooperate. The phone rang again, and she wanted to turn and leave, but suddenly realized that if this line wasn’t a normal one, where else could she go? Should she go back and slap that blind man and argue with him?

She turned back, wanting to pick up the phone again, but her inner turmoil ultimately stopped her. The person in the dark glasses had brought her here to answer this call for a reason, and it might be very important, perhaps even beneficial to her. However, the person on the other end of the line did not treat her as an equal.

Her situation was already on the brink of collapse. Perhaps to these people, such a scene was nothing, but she was an ordinary person. In any case, being addressed in a condescending tone in this state made her feel somewhat angry.

“If you want to use me, at least you should know your position. Not everyone is willing to be exploited in such a situation.” Even though she knew that the person on the phone might be a key factor in whether she could return alive, she wouldn’t worship a lifeline.

Those who study medicine have heard of Stockholm Syndrome to some extent. Liang Wan was very resolute in her heart; she would follow what might be a tragic outcome, but it would definitely be the right choice to think through the problem.

The phone continued to ring. Liang Wan walked outside, glanced at the floor plan, and decided to continue along the path laid out by the blind man. This was her own inner desire; she wanted to see what the core part of these buildings, which had been closed off, looked like.

She turned and stepped outside, continuing deeper into the place. Because of this, she didn’t notice that in the corner behind the third table where she had answered the phone, there was actually a shadow standing there.

The shadow slowly emerged, hunched over, seemingly without shoulders, the whole figure slumped as if it were being suspended. The shadow approached the phone, and it rang again. The shadow unplugged the phone line.

On the Sichuan-Tibet highway, the car had just pulled into a rest stop to refuel. Wu Xie had taken off his outer coat and was basking in the high-penetration sunlight of the Tibetan region like a lama. He needed to be darker still.

Wang Meng was on the side, continuously making phone calls. His expression changed slightly. He turned back to Wu Xie and said, “The line is down. That damn woman hung up on me.”

“You think you’re in control of this situation. Your tone unconsciously reveals a sense of superiority,” Wu Xie said. “Beautiful women are very sensitive to this sense of superiority because they are very familiar with that feeling during their upbringing.”

“Boss, saying that undermines your credibility; you don’t even have a girlfriend,” Wang Meng replied. “What do we do now?”

Wu Xie looked at the magnificent scenery below the mountain. Climbing uphill, he had unknowingly reached such a high ridge. People are the same; without realizing it, they can find themselves in a situation that even they fear.

“From the stack of photos that Lan Ting handed him at that time, he began to mix a few key photos among them as he flipped through. Now, having come this far, an absurd trap has been laid, a plan that seems childish and has been underestimated at every step, yet hidden within every hundred steps of foolish methods is a single correct path. It has accumulated to the point where his opponents are finally beginning to feel fear.

Unfortunately, many things are like human blood; a blockage in a single blood vessel is trivial in a system so complex that all pathways are intricately connected.

‘There are 24 hours left to close the net,’ Wu Xie glanced at his watch and said, ‘By the time we reach Motuo, everything will have come to an end.'”

1904 Chapter 66 – The Scam

The black glasses indicated a route on the map of Liang Wan.
“I’ve never gone that deep before, but based on my experience, this route should be relatively safe.”
“This kind of judgment must have some basis,” Liang Wan said.
“Based on some traces that you can’t possibly see in the dark,” the black glasses replied. “The details of the world I see are very different from yours. Moreover, there are four rooms like this along this route, indicating that it was frequently used by people at the time, and it’s the only route with rooms for rest. If they needed to take some protective or isolating measures, it could only be along this path.”
Liang Wan nodded in agreement. The black glasses pointed to the core area, “The outer wall of this tomb must have been opened. There should be various ropes and makeshift stairs leading down. Follow the stairs, don’t take any detours, and don’t touch anything.”
Liang Wan nodded, “How do you know Li Cuo is in this tomb? This ancient site may not be large, but it’s quite deep. Don’t you know the exact location?”
The black glasses said, “Follow the bloodstains; he must have serious injuries.”
After saying that, the black glasses took out a spray can from his bag: “This is stone powder spray; this plant really dislikes this kind of stone.”
“How much do you know about this strange plant?”
“This is a composite; actually, what we are dealing with is not a plant,” the black glasses replied. “However, there’s no opportunity to dissect the trunk to see what’s inside, so I don’t know exactly what it is. This thing coexists with a kind of beetle that cannot digest its prey on its own; the beetle is deadly.” He pulled out a test tube from his bag: “This is a serum; once opened, it can drive away the beetles, but its effect is very mild. The serum oxidizes quickly once it comes into contact with oxygen, so it must be used cautiously.”
Liang Wan looked at the test tube; there was very little liquid inside. She glanced at the black glasses: “You must be hosting those beetles in your body, right? Can’t you use the serum on yourself?”
The black glasses said, “This serum is not enough for three people; I can only ensure that the beetles won’t crawl onto me, but I can’t protect others, nor can I cover my whole body.”
“But you’re about to die,” Liang Wan said. “The serum should work internally; you can use it to save your life. Why did you only bring one such important thing?”
“Ah, the raw materials are quite scarce,” the black glasses replied. “I promised someone I would handle this, so this thing is more valuable in your hands.”
Liang Wan sighed, organizing her backpack as she said, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll just take these things and run away?”
“That would be quite understandable,” the black glasses leaned against the wall, looking at his own hands. “It would be expected if you ran away.”
Liang Wan found an empty syringe in Su Wan’s backpack, drew some water from her canteen, rinsed it slightly, and then opened the test tube, injecting the water inside.
“It’s already in a diluted state; adding water will only make you feel a little better psychologically; it won’t increase the effect,” the black glasses said.
Liang Wan drew the serum into the syringe, expelled the air, grabbed the black glasses’ hand, and injected it into him.

The man in the black glasses was taken aback; the serum had already been injected. Liang Wan’s movements were very skilled as she stowed the syringe in her backpack. “This stuff was used by Su Wan. You hope he doesn’t have gonorrhea, syphilis, or AIDS, right? But these take time to manifest. Overall, you’re still coming out ahead.”

The man in black glasses looked at his hands. “This stuff is very precious. Without this serum, you might not come back.”

Liang Wan replied, “First and foremost, I’m a doctor; only then am I a woman confused about her fate and past. Unlike you all, who have been thieves from start to finish. I know what I should do the most.” She slung her backpack over her shoulder, flashed her flashlight, counted the glow sticks, and pushed the door open. “After it takes effect, take care of your wounds yourself. I’ll go help you clean up the mess.”

The man in black glasses took off his glasses and exclaimed, “Wow, none of you are obedient.”

He stood up, removed his shirt, and the serum immediately began to take effect. The worms under his skin, not yet burrowed into the muscle, began to break through the surface. He took out a lighter, drew his black knife, and twisted the handle; half of it pulled out, revealing a small blade.

The small knife was also black. He used the lighter to sterilize it, but the excruciating pain radiating throughout his body made him tremble.

He stumbled over to Su Wan, lifted him up, and tried to push him into the bathing pool, only to see Su Wan staring at him.

“Brat, you woke up and aren’t saying anything.”

“Why did you lie to that woman?” Su Wan asked. “Yali clearly wasn’t there; we saw him fall. You tricked her into going further in. Don’t you feel guilty? What are you really after?”

The man in black glasses fell to the ground and started to laugh. “Do you think it’s just us messing around here?”

Su Wan struggled to get up. “What do you mean?”

The man in black glasses pointed to his watch. “How much time has passed?”

“More than a day,” Su Wan replied.

The man in black glasses handed him the small knife. “It’s going to get busier here. This is just the beginning. Come on, help me dig out all those worms.”

Su Wan took the knife, looked at the man in black glasses, and realized what he wanted him to do. “How do I dig?”

“Press the knife with your hand, and when you feel a hard lump, just dig it out directly.”

“Worms, if they die inside you, will be absorbed by your body. Don’t worry about them; they’ll die as they crawl around,” Su Wan said.

“Don’t worry, that definitely won’t happen; they must be dug out,” the man in black glasses insisted. “Give me a cigarette, and make it quick.”

In the darkness, Liang Wan began to follow the route on the map. She felt that she was no longer very afraid of this place. She didn’t know why; perhaps it was because the black bear singing suddenly appeared, turning this place into an absurd one.

At this point, there were many things she couldn’t understand, and she didn’t want to understand them anymore. She would just follow the thoughts of those in the know. If she could survive, she would eventually find a reasonable explanation.

The backpack was heavy; men never packed as carefully as women. She quickly began to feel tired.

The pipes here were very clean, with no black asphalt, only cement. The cement was devoid of anything—no signs, no damaged pits, and no exposed wires.

In the past, places like this were eerie and terrifying, but now it seemed to exude a sense of safety instead.

The fever hadn’t subsided, and she felt even dizzier. She found a corner to squat down in and took deep breaths, trying to compose herself.

In the past, when she worked overtime, she had ways to keep herself from feeling tired and overheated during work hours, but now she could no longer manage that; after all, she wasn’t a young girl anymore.

Logically, she didn’t want that Li Zu to die; the kid was still quite interesting.

However, her attitude toward death and others was different, as she was a doctor after all.

In the silence, she heard some strange noises.

She looked up and, in the direction she was heading, she heard a familiar sound.

It was the phone ringing.

A hallucination. She lowered her head and continued to rest her eyes.

1903 Chapter Sixty-Five – Stranger

Following the tree roots up the well, they climbed for about thirty meters and finally emerged from the well opening. The sound of countless insects crawling was all around, their numbers enormous, and the phosphorescent glow surrounding them was brighter than below. Li Cu saw a dreamlike scene.

He saw a gigantic tree.

How big was this tree? It was so immense that, in his entire field of vision, all he could see was the trunk of this tree. It couldn’t be described with terms like a few people embracing it, or dozens, or even hundreds. The trunk was so thick that it resembled a wall, stretching from one end to the other.

From the various grooves and cracks on the bark and trunk, it was evident that this was a banyan tree, with its trunk formed by countless aerial roots merging together.

This was a massive hall, entirely man-made, built of piled stones. Huge columns and stones supported a height of over sixty meters. He could see a gigantic statue on one side of a boulder, entangled and supported by countless vines.

The chaos of this space was indescribable; it resembled the densest, most lush valley in a tropical rainforest, with no available space, filled with numerous vines and moss. Here, too, countless trunks and aerial roots intertwined throughout the space, with a dense web of vines in the center.

Due to insufficient height, this gigantic tree had begun to grow horizontally after sticking to the top, with three massive branches resembling giant, decaying arms protruding into the walls, looking like the remains of a colossal monster hunched over, bearing the weight of the sky.

Most astonishingly, Li Cu saw many leaves in this dark place. In many areas of this tree, there were indeed dense leaves, all facing downward. Did the phosphorescent glow here also facilitate photosynthesis?

In this vast space, Li Cu saw more people.

At least over thirty individuals were scattered in groups of two or three among the branches of this tree. They all had unusually long fingers.

These people were quite young, dressed in tight black jackets, fully equipped.

Their physiques were almost identical, whether in height or body proportions, and even their hairstyles were basically the same. No one spoke; they seemed to be mute.

Li Cu was laid down on a vine, and someone began to examine his body. They started conversing in a very soft, incomprehensible language.

He felt a tingling sensation all over his body, which brought him some joy because he had previously felt no sensation in his body. A young man carefully explored and kneaded around his neck. He heard the chilling sound of bones grinding in his neck.

Then the tingling sensation began to roam chaotically through him.

He spent three hours gradually regaining the sensation of pain. His consciousness had been hazy for a long time, and as he gradually recovered, his knee was also secured with a splint.

“Thank you,” Li Cu said. This shouldn’t be his hallucination, but how could there be so many people in this place?

No one paid him any mind; these individuals quietly looked at him while using a liquid to wipe his corroded skin.

His sensitivity wasn’t very sharp; it didn’t hurt much, but rather there was a pleasant sensation of tightness in his skin.

“Are you enemies of Boss Wu?” Li Zu asked, thinking to himself, is it these people that Boss Wu wants to eliminate? These people are good folks, practically the embodiment of competence and teamwork.

“If you are enemies of Boss Wu, I’ve decided to switch sides. Take me back to Beijing, and I’ll tell you everything,” Li Zu said. “We must decisively overthrow Boss Wu, this reactionary.”

At that moment, a man in black brought over a jar, and from it, he pulled out a red snake and held it up to Li Zu.

“You know what we want,” the man in black said. “Tell us what you feel.”

They pressed the snake against Li Zu’s neck, and he felt a tingling sensation followed by the burning pain of snake venom spreading from his neck throughout his body.

“I feel pain,” Li Zu said, thinking to himself, indeed, bad people are still bad people. I was wrong about Boss Wu.

After saying this, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and everything around him became blurry.

“I’m going to sleep again,” Li Zu thought. “Sleep, sleep, I hope I don’t wake up. Just let me go meet God without having to read any more hormones.”

Previously, Li Zu thought he had a unique ability to cooperate with himself; no matter how anxious the environment, he could set everything aside and enter deep sleep. As long as he could sleep, he would definitely fall asleep. But now he realized that was not the case; he was simply a chronic sleeper. However, he had never felt this drowsy in his life.

A spinning sensation engulfed him, the pain from the wound on his neck radiating throughout his body. Li Zu closed his eyes, began to breathe deeply, and gradually emptied his mind, pushing away everything unrelated to his sleep, wishing for no scenes to appear before him.

A few minutes later, he truly fell into a deep sleep. The two men in black laid him down and checked their watches.

“If he’s not dead in four hours, wake him up,” one said.

“What about the others?”

“Until Wu Xie’s true intentions are clear, it’s best to avoid rash actions.”

Li Zu began to dream. He opened his eyes. Damn it, he saw sunlight and heard the sound of a stream.

He sat up and found himself by a stream in a forest, where many people were resting.

He saw a middle-aged man sitting quietly on the other side of the stream, bare-chested. He seemed to have just undergone intense physical activity; although he wasn’t out of breath, he was covered in dirt.

The middle-aged man didn’t notice him; he was just staring at the stream, and behind him, Li Zu could see other people resting at a distance from the water.

They were all strangers; Li Zu had never seen them before.

The middle-aged man jumped into the stream and began washing himself. Suddenly, the sky darkened, but the man didn’t mind. It started to rain heavily in the stream.

The rain intensified, but the middle-aged man stood still in the downpour. After about five or six minutes, the rain stopped.

The middle-aged man shook his head and walked towards Li Zu. He approached Li Zu and picked up a cage from the ground.

The cage was empty, with some bait inside.

He tossed it back into the bushes and went to check another one.

The scene overlapped, and Li Zu felt a surge of vigilance. He watched as the man seemed not to see him, but an instinctive alertness rose within him.

Another cage was lifted, revealing a red snake inside, coiling and striking at the walls of the cage. The middle-aged man set the cage down on a stone by the stream, right where Li Zuo was standing.

Li Zuo suddenly sat down, facing the middle-aged man. The man took a few steps back and sat on another stone, wiping his face. He said to the snake in Li Zuo’s arms, “This is the last message for Wu Xie. I can only convey this information in this way.”

“I haven’t gone that deep, but based on my experience, this route should be relatively safe,” he continued.

“There must be some basis for such a judgment,” Liang Wan interjected.

“It’s based on some traces you can’t see in the dark,” the man with the black glasses replied. “The details of the world I see are very different from yours. Moreover, there are four rooms like this along this route, indicating that this route was frequented by people at the time and is the only route with resting rooms. If they were to implement any closed protective or isolation measures, it would have to be along this route.”

Liang Wan nodded in agreement. The man with the black glasses pointed to the core area. “The outer wall of this tomb must have been opened. There should be various ropes and makeshift ladders going down. Follow the stairs; don’t take any detours, and don’t touch anything.”

Liang Wan nodded. “How do you know Li Zuo is in this tomb? This site may not be large, but it is deep; don’t you know the exact location?”

The man with the black glasses replied, “Follow the bloodstains; he must have serious injuries.”

After saying this, he took a spray can out of his bag. “This is stone powder spray; this plant really dislikes this kind of stone.”

“How much do you know about this strange plant?”

“It’s a complex organism; in fact, what we’re dealing with isn’t a plant,” the man said. “However, there’s no chance to cut open the trunk to see what’s inside, so I don’t know exactly what it is. This thing coexists with a type of beetle and cannot digest its prey on its own; the beetle is deadly.” He pulled out a test tube from his bag. “This is an antiserum; once opened, it can repel the beetles, but its effect is very mild. It oxidizes quickly when exposed to oxygen, so it must be used cautiously.”

Liang Wan looked at the test tube; there was very little liquid inside. She glanced at the man with the black glasses. “You must be hosting that kind of beetle inside you, right? Can’t you use the antiserum on yourself?”

The man with the black glasses replied, “This antiserum isn’t enough for three people. I can only ensure that the beetles won’t crawl onto me; I can’t protect others or even cover my whole body.”

“But you’re dying,” Liang Wan said. “The antiserum is meant to be taken internally; you could use it to save your life. Why did you only bring one?”

“Ah, the raw materials are quite scarce,” the man with the black glasses said. “I promised someone to get this done, so this thing is more valuable in your hands.”

Liang Wan sighed, organizing her backpack as she spoke. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll just take these things and run away?”

“That would be understandable,” the man with the black glasses leaned against the wall and looked at his own hands. “It would be only natural for you to run away.”

Liang Wan found an empty syringe in Su Wan’s backpack. She drew some water from the kettle, rinsed it a bit, and then opened the test tube to inject the water inside.

“It’s already in a diluted state. Adding water will only provide a slight psychological benefit; it won’t enhance the effect,” said the man in black glasses.

Liang Wan drew the serum into the syringe, expelled the air, grabbed the man’s hand, and injected it.

The man in black glasses was taken aback; the serum had been fully injected. Liang Wan moved with great skill, putting the syringe back into her backpack. “This was used by Su Wan. I hope you don’t wish for him to have gonorrhea, syphilis, or AIDS. However, these conditions take time to manifest, so overall, you still come out ahead.”

The man in black glasses looked at his hand. “This thing is very precious. Without this serum, you might not come back.”

Liang Wan replied, “First and foremost, I am a doctor; only then am I a woman confused about her fate and past. Unlike you all, who have been thieves from start to finish. I know what I should do.”

She slung her backpack over her shoulder, turned on her flashlight, counted the glow sticks, and pushed the door open. “After it takes effect, take care of your wounds yourself. I’m going to help you clean up the mess.”

The man in black glasses took off his glasses and exclaimed, “Wow, not one of you is obedient.”

He stood up, took off his shirt, and the serum immediately began to take effect. The parasites under his skin, which hadn’t yet burrowed into the muscle, started breaking through the surface. He took out a lighter, drew his black knife, twisted the handle, and pulled out half of it, revealing a small knife.

The small knife was also black. He used the lighter to sterilize it, but the intense pain radiating throughout his body made him tremble.

He stumbled over to Su Wan, lifted him up, and tried to push him into the bathing pool, only to see Su Wan staring at him.

“Hey, kid, you’re awake but not saying anything.”

“Why did you lie to that woman?” Su Wan asked. “Ya Li was clearly not there; we saw him fall. You deceived her into continuing deeper. Don’t you feel guilty? What are you really after?”

The man in black glasses fell to the ground and laughed, “You think it’s just us messing around here?”

Su Wan struggled to get up. “What do you mean?”

The man in black glasses pointed to his watch. “How much time has passed?”

“More than a day,” Su Wan replied.

The man in black glasses handed him the small knife. “Things are going to get busier around here. This is just the beginning. Come on, help me dig out those parasites.”

Su Wan took the knife, glanced at the man in black glasses, and realized what he wanted him to do. “How do I dig?”

“Press the knife with your hand, and when you feel a hard lump, just dig it out directly.”

“Parasites like these, if they die inside you, will be absorbed by your body. Don’t worry about them; they’ll die off as they crawl around,” Su Wan said.

“Don’t worry, that won’t happen. They have to be dug out,” the man in black glasses insisted. “Give me a cigarette, and make it quick.”

In the darkness, Liang Wan began to follow the route on the map. She felt that she was no longer very afraid of this place. For some reason, perhaps it was the sudden appearance of the blind man singing that made this place feel absurd.

At this point, there are many things she can no longer understand, and she doesn’t want to try to understand them either. She decides to go along with the thoughts of those who are in the know. If she can survive, she will surely find a reasonable explanation.

The backpack is heavy; the things a man carries are never as meticulously packed as this. She quickly begins to feel fatigued.

The pipes here are very clean, with no black asphalt, only cement. The cement is devoid of anything—no signs, no damaged potholes, and no exposed wires.

In the past, places like this would have felt eerie and terrifying, but now it seems oddly reassuring.

The fever hasn’t subsided, and her dizziness has intensified. She finds a corner to squat down and takes deep breaths in an attempt to recover.

In the past, when she worked overtime, she had ways to make herself feel neither fatigue nor heat during work hours. Now she can no longer do that; after all, she is no longer a young girl.

Logically, she doesn’t want that Li Zhu to die; the little rascal is still quite interesting.

However, her attitude toward death and others is different, as she is a doctor after all.

In the silence, she hears some strange noises.

She looks up and hears a familiar sound coming from the direction she is heading.

It’s actually a phone ringing.

Just an illusion, she lowers her head and continues to rest her eyes.

1902 Chapter 64 – Rescued

Li Cu woke up.

The pain prevented him from sleeping deeply, and the dryness in his throat along with the salty taste at the corner of his mouth made it hard for him to breathe. He touched his body and found it covered in blood.

In his sleep, he had coughed up blood again. He didn’t know if this was a good or bad thing, or whether expelling this blood meant that there would be no more blockage inside his body.

He moved his hands and feet a bit, and the feeling of being completely powerless due to excruciating pain faded away. The pain was still there, but it seemed manageable with gritted teeth.

He felt no sensation in his knees; only when he moved did he feel a piercing pain with every inch he shifted. He cut open his pants to take a look, and his leg was swollen like a radish, with a horrifying scab forming at the knee wound.

It was a dark blue-black, of course, due to the green light, and the bruising extended from the wound all the way down his leg.

It felt as if cutting it off wouldn’t be a loss at all.

“I’m done for. I can’t play forward anymore. I wonder if there’s a football event in the Paralympics,” he thought to himself.

He looked up at the hanging rope and tree roots, feeling that climbing to the roots should be safe.

Alright, Bale taught in the documentary how to use simple gear to slowly climb a rope.

Li Cu pulled out a hook and a carabiner from his backpack, grabbed the rope, shouted loudly, and tried to pull himself up, wanting to stand.

He didn’t move an inch.

He stayed tensed there for a long time before finally relaxing.

Aside from the pain all over his body, he didn’t even feel a hint of his butt dropping down, which meant he hadn’t gained any height at all.

Frustrated, he lay back, wondering if this was impossible. Without strength in his legs, could he really not climb higher?

He sat up, continued to look up, and pondered what to do.

After thinking for more than ten minutes, he lay down again and fell asleep.

This time he slept longer, and when he woke up, his head felt much heavier.

His beard had grown out, and his nails had lengthened; his body was undergoing intense metabolism. He pushed himself up again and felt much better.

There was no improvement in his legs, and many parts of his chest felt strange, with breathing being very constricted. But compared to before, it was still a bit better.

He ate some food and felt his mind sharpen a little. His short leg emitted a strange smell, as if it was about to die. He poked at the swollen, bruised area with his finger and still felt excruciating pain. He felt slightly relieved.

He tried again, pulling on the rope for support. This time, after a few attempts, his butt lifted off the ground by half a meter. He managed to put his uninjured leg down and finally stood up.

Cold sweat covered him, and he gripped the rope tightly to avoid fainting. He gasped for a long time before he could recover. He felt that climbing up any further was definitely out of the question.

He leaned against the rope, dazed and resting, and soon fell asleep again. Before he drifted off, he had fought against the strange drowsiness, but his body truly needed rest. The rope hanging from his arm gradually loosened, and he slid back down to the stony beach.

When he woke up this time, he found that he couldn’t move at all.

His body was completely paralyzed; he could not feel his hands or feet, only an intense pain radiating from his chest. It felt as if something was stuck in his throat, making it hard to breathe. He forced himself to take a breath, and suddenly he felt a rush of air, but thick, viscous blood sprayed from his nose.

He realized that his frantic movements had led to serious consequences, and his condition was far more than just a broken leg. His neck was immobilized, and he could only look up at the ceiling of the cave, illuminated by a faint green light.

Did he ever imagine he would die such a pathetic death? It was truly pathetic. Li Cu began to cry, overwhelmed by an inexplicable sorrow.

Before, he thought it didn’t matter if he died; life was just like that. But now, faced with the imminent end, he suddenly felt that all the notions of parental love, self-worth, and resentment toward the world were nonsense.

He wanted to live. But he realized that he was surely going to die.

Li Cu had read a story about a person who fell into a well, detailing every moment from the beginning to death—the mental journey, just like in Lionsgate’s “Buried.” He didn’t know whether he would die from organ failure, hunger, or infection, or if he would lose control of his bowels and die in his own excrement.

He cried for a while, then felt an overwhelming urge to sleep. He sensed that he might not wake up again. As he struggled, he suddenly noticed something was off—he began to float.

“Eh? Am I finally kicking the bucket?” Li Cu was startled, feeling himself slowly lift off the ground.

Is there really such a thing as a soul? Am I going to heaven?

Li Cu was both shocked and delighted; he never expected to have consciousness after death. He should have died long ago, and now he was floating upwards, his soul leaving his body—was he really going to heaven? Oh, mama mia, if only he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have wasted time being confused about the college entrance exam.

Ah, God, have you finally shown me some mercy? I promise to be a good little angel.

He floated higher and soon reached the area tangled with tree roots, drifting toward them.

I’m going to pass through these roots, like a ghost, floating layer by layer, through the sand, then to the surface, up into the air, into the clouds, out of the atmosphere, and towards the legendary heaven.

Li Cu closed his eyes, accepting it all; everything in the human world no longer mattered to him.

He inhaled deeply, not noticing anything unusual until a root pierced his nostril.

He realized he was not a ghost; the roots were very solid. He was forcibly dragged into the roots, losing his balance as his head began to tilt downward.

He immediately understood that he hadn’t died, nor was he on his way to heaven; he was just being pulled up by someone.

His body felt numb, but he knew it must be twisted at a terrible angle. He was slowly being pulled into the mass of roots.

Could these hanging roots move, just like those snake-like cypress trees?

Then he realized something was wrong; he saw a hand among the roots. Next, he spotted three men, scattered among the roots, staring at him.

These were three completely unfamiliar strangers.

Li Cu was puzzled. Why had he encountered strangers in such a hidden place?

One person lifted him up, placing him over their shoulder, and then they began to climb the tree roots like monkeys, quickly ascending. With his head dangling below, Li Cu felt blood begin to flow from his nose again. In a semi-conscious state, he noticed that these people’s fingers were much longer than those of ordinary people.

“Monsters,” Li Cu thought to himself. “Well, it’s better than dying in a place like this. If I’m eaten by monsters, at least it’s a relatively better option.”

They climbed swiftly, and in no time, they reached the top of the cave. The three of them crouched and squeezed through a gap formed by the tree roots at the top. One of them lit a lantern and used a knife to cut open their hand, scattering the blood into the air. Li Cu heard the sound of countless tiny insects retreating. Then Li Cu also entered the cave at the top, which seemed to be a well, already filled with tree roots.

1901 Chapter 63 – Transaction

“Why do you say that?” Liang Wan could only look at the various wounds on the black glasses man’s body with her naked eyes, thinking to herself that it was you who were going to lose, not me. However, checking wounds upon seeing someone had already become a professional habit for her as a doctor.

“He was too close to the center of the explosion. In such a small space, an explosion with such tremendous power can injure the internal organs,” the black glasses man took a deep breath. “You should understand this better than I do. Even if he’s not dead now, he won’t last long. There are no miracles in situations like this.”

Liang Wan sighed. She couldn’t see his expression behind the sunglasses and wondered if there was any guilt in his eyes.

Bringing a high school student into such a situation would naturally lead to this kind of outcome. Even if it wasn’t this explosion, there were countless other possibilities. Although today’s children are very different in mindset from those of the past, they are still just children.

“Protecting a person is much harder than harming one,” the black glasses man glanced at Su Wan’s watch, “Li Cuo’s behavior is different from everyone else’s. Wu Xie was lucky this time, but it’s a pity; it’s my fault.”

Liang Wan sighed again. She didn’t want to blame anyone; if she wasn’t a match for him, she shouldn’t speak carelessly. She sat down and asked, “Why is this child so important?”

The black glasses man looked around the room. “There’s a core principle in archaeology: no one believes that what they see is 100% of the actual situation. All clues point to 99.999999% of the truth; all efforts are aimed at increasing the number of nines after the decimal point. But no one deludes themselves into thinking it can reach 100. In the archaeological system from a thousand years ago, people often operated around the 50% mark to prove and disprove.”

Liang Wan looked at him, unsure of what he wanted to say but didn’t interrupt.

“Until later, we discovered that kind of snake. We found traces of this snake for the first time in some relics along the ancient Silk Road. These snakes were valuable commodities at the time. From the many skeletal features of the snake, it seemed to belong to a tropical species that lived in rainforests, suitable for humid and hot environments. However, snake bones appeared in large quantities in ancient cities along the Silk Road, indicating that they were being circulated.” The black glasses man continued, “This is very strange. The Silk Road was a path of alternating death and wealth. Death represented the extreme danger of this route, making large-scale trade in living creatures unsuitable for it. Later, through chronology, we indeed found that the trade in these snakes along the Silk Road disappeared within the first ten years after the route was established.”

“At least that’s how archaeologists understood it, but we don’t see it that way,” the black glasses man said. “This is regional trade because neither end of the trade route had these snakes. The sudden appearance of snakes along this trade route indicates that the source was at some point on the Silk Road. At that time, there was an opportunity; I went there for an investigation with a large group of people, and it turned into a mess. Fortunately, an elder helped me a lot, and I managed to come out alive. Luckily, I brought a snake with me.”

This type of snake has a pair of eyes, and on its forehead, there are scales that can open, revealing a patch of red and black patterns resembling a pupil, much like a third eye. This third eye looks somewhat sinister, but if it is removed, the snake will immediately die. The snake brought out by Heixiaozi from the snake swamp does not have a third eye; it only has a crest-like protrusion on its head. This is a domesticated breed, likely a subspecies developed through hybridization or selective breeding. Wild snakes are black and extremely fierce.

The social structure of these snakes is very similar to that of ants, with countless juvenile snakes that are not reproductively capable, while the male snakes and the queen snake remain dormant in the nest.

“I brought this snake to a friend because a predecessor mentioned that it carried a message. However, my friend isn’t very perceptive; he tends to be a bit slow in everything he does,” Heixiaozi sighed. “He’s also quite stubborn and believes that the message must be contained within this snake. He wanted to dissect it, and as a result, he got bitten. After being taken to the hospital and waking up, he became a different person. He received the information.”

The pheromones of the snake can convey very concrete messages, and at that time, he gradually began to understand this principle. Many things that had puzzled him before were now explained.

This was a critical clue within the entire mystery, carrying significant meaning, but he couldn’t comprehend how he had managed it.

After finishing his last puff of smoke, Heixiaozi said, “Li Zu also has this ability.”

Liang Wan felt a bit skeptical; the organ known as the vomeronasal organ still has many aspects that are not well understood. While there is some basis for this claim, Liang Wan found it somewhat ridiculous to hear others speak so eloquently about it outside of his professional field.

“People who come to places like this can never truly know what has happened here before. We are always guessing; the more complex the situation, the more possibilities we can speculate. But Li Zu can tell us what has actually happened here,” Heixiaozi said. “He can restore the original appearance.”

“Why do you want to know what happened here? Or rather, Boss Wu, why not come here yourself and play house with these snakes?”

“I can’t tell you the reason,” Heixiaozi replied. “Wu Xie doesn’t personally go in because the pheromones of these snakes have side effects. The side effects are irreversible.”

“What side effects?”

“Personality changes,” Heixiaozi said. “It may only take a few seconds to absorb these pheromones, but their effect on your brain lasts a very long time. It’s as if he copies a segment of memory, an experience, directly into your brain. After those few seconds, your feeling could equate to ten years, or even a hundred years.” Heixiaozi looked at Liang Wan, “What do you think happens to a 30-year-old person who suddenly becomes 100 years old?”

Liang Wan was somewhat astonished. “That long? Is that even possible?”

Heixiaozi replied, “What he wants to do probably isn’t based on a century. We don’t know what he did afterward. When I saw him later, I felt like he had already lived for several thousand years. In any case, he can no longer come into contact with these things; he has reached his limit.”

“Li Zu is our only hope now,” Hei Xiazi said. “Unfortunately, he is going to die.”

Liang Wan sighed. She was affected by the man’s state and felt a sense of sadness. She somewhat understood what they were fighting against and the burdens they carried. Although it had nothing to do with her own goals, seeing this man’s pain was still moving.

“What can I do for you?” Liang Wan asked.

Hei Yanjing suddenly turned his head and smiled. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that for a long time. Can you find Li Zu and try to keep him going for another three days? I can teach you how to get out of here.”

“Aren’t you able to move yourself?”

Hei Yanjing smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. Liang Wan saw something moving beneath his skin, and she took a step back in fright.

These things were the size of buttons, densely packed just beneath the surface of his skin.

“It’s very difficult when some people are gone,” he said, lowering his hand and tossing his backpack to Liang Wan. “This deal is very fair. Will you accept it?”

1900 Chapter 62 – Poor Su Wan

Liang Wan emerged from the pool, the water here was frighteningly clean, clearly indicating the use of very rudimentary yet effective water filtration equipment. She dried her body with her own clothes; although it would carry some sweat smell, there was simply nothing else she could use. Her body temperature did not continue to rise, and though her head felt a bit dizzy, she felt she could still hold on.

She washed all her clothes in the pool and hung them up to dry. After everything was done, she sat on a wooden lounge chair, leaning back, completely naked. Although she knew the chances of someone appearing around her were very slim, she still felt extremely uncomfortable.

She tightly closed her legs, her hands covering her chest, curling up on the chair. The warm breeze coming from the ventilation quickly dried her wet clothes and the moisture on her body. It felt warm and cozy, and she began to feel drowsy, but she dared not fall asleep. Every time she felt sleepy, she forced herself to stay awake.

The tattoos on her body appeared and disappeared, a significant mystery for her family. She had once doubted whether she was her parents’ biological child and wondered if she had come from an orphanage. It seemed plausible that her parents might be unaware of the tattoo hidden on her body. This was also the reason she had always wanted to study medicine; she hoped to understand what was going on. However, the truth was that she was just an ordinary girl.

No one knew when this tattoo had been inked. Such a complex pattern was not a birthmark. The first time she saw this pattern was during high school when she had a high fever. She had thought about running to sweat it out, hoping to bring down her fever quickly because there was a debate competition the next day involving a boy she liked. That day, she fainted in her bathroom, and her mother saw the tattoo.

She had no way to explain it, but her parents’ distrust troubled her even more, stemming from the question of where this tattoo had come from. This tattoo, which disappeared with temperature changes, was not an ordinary tattoo; it must represent something of different significance.

There were no lights, but the light in this place, reflected off the walls, made the actual space seem much larger. Liang Wan hugged her arms, thinking about many things—why she had come here, and how her life might be different if she didn’t care about these things.

Perhaps she would have been married long ago, lying in the arms of some man, just having shared a tender moment, without worrying about the surrounding darkness, the oil lamp running out of wick, whether the water here was toxic or clean, or if something would suddenly appear in the dark. Life would be incredibly simple.

This tattoo pushed her toward a direction she did not want to take at every critical moment in her life, forcing her repeatedly into a life she could not control. It was exhausting, yet she still wanted to know where her future lay.

She knew she was just scared, and pondering these things was merely trying to find reasons for her current actions. But to be honest, it was really hard. At that moment, she wanted to cry, but she held it back. She felt that crying when no one was around was just a way to vent her emotions and expend energy.

Time passed little by little, and her body temperature rose higher. The tattoo became more pronounced, and the warm breeze could no longer make her feel warm.

The clothes dried quickly, and she gave up on wearing underwear, putting on her outer jacket directly. Tightening the jacket revealed her curves. She ran her hands over her body, not denying that she was a very attractive woman with a great figure—full where it should be full, slim where it should be slim, sure to make many men’s hearts race. If she were to quietly die like this, it would be a huge irony.

After walking for a while, she stretched her limbs in the darkness, posing in various ways, watching the shadows cast on the wall by the light. She aimlessly did a few more poses, feeling utterly bored.

The layout was in her bag, and she spread it out on the table, finding the map of this area. She located her room and was surprised to discover that it was very close to the central area. Could she possibly reach there alone? And what would be the purpose of getting there?

She fell into deep thought, understanding her purpose, but not quite comprehending the role of her piece in the eyes of others. Was this so-called situation, constrained by various forces, truly out of control, or was it still under the control of those people?

The previous violent explosion made her hesitant to act rashly. At that time, a roaring sound came from the pipes, shaking the entire space, and concrete pieces fell from above. She had no idea what had happened.

Now, a long time had passed, and no one had come to find her. The longer she waited, the more she feared her mindset might become distorted.

She studied her surroundings and found no reliable way out. So, she shouldered her backpack and walked out of the room. Just as she was about to step outside, she suddenly heard someone singing:

“We are a bunch of green pepper fried rice, green pepper fried rice is especially fragrant, do you know? We are in the desert, and there’s no green pepper fried rice in the desert, how can we live like this? So you should thank me, because I brought you fried rice, even though there are only two and a half boxes, but it’s better than nothing. Come, come, come, we are the green pepper fried rice gang. Come, come, come, we love to eat green pepper fried rice. Come, come, come, do you hear? Although you are also green, you don’t have green peppers like me. La la la, so green pepper fried rice is for you to eat, for you to eat, for you to eat. We are the green pepper fried rice gang, we are good friends of green peppers, of course, we also love white rice, but it’s best when mixed together. Oh, I almost forgot the shredded meat, I almost forgot the shredded meat, YOU JUMP, I JUMP, YOU JUMP, I JUMP. Shredded meat, shredded meat, la la la la…”

She opened the door and saw Black Glasses leaning against the door with Su Wan, both covered in blood, one of Black Glasses’ lenses shattered, singing there.

Liang Wan let them in.

“How did you find me?” Liang Wan asked in confusion. “What happened?”

“Today’s middle school students are too rebellious; the country should think of a way,” Black Glasses said. “I was blasted away by at least two kilograms of C4 in an extremely confined space. I found you because of the light; your door wasn’t closed tightly, and that little light was blinding in the darkness.”

Su Wan was bleeding from his ears and still in a state of unconsciousness. Black Glasses dragged him in front of Liang Wan: “See if this guy can still be saved.”

Liang Wan lifted Su Wan’s eyelid and looked at the vomit on him, saying, “If there are no intracranial injuries, it’s very likely a concussion. What are you doing singing here?”
“I’ll tell you when I get the chance,” said the man in the black glasses.
Liang Wan came to check on him, but he stopped her. The man in the black glasses lit a cigarette and said to her, “We’re going to lose; Li Cu is going to die.”

1899 Chapter 61 – Saw It

The cave is roughly the size of two basketball courts, with a stony bottom that is higher in the middle and lower around the edges, where it is submerged underwater. All the small pebbles are black, worn smooth like black Go stones. The water here is very calm, and one can feel the water seeping into the soft stones below, which should be part of a filtration system.

Where did this water come from? Is it rainwater, or was it already underground in this ruin? If it is rainwater, why am I still alive? Shouldn’t I have already been completely corroded away?

He looked down at his hands; they were pale and covered in countless sores. He realized something was wrong—not that he hadn’t been corroded, but rather that he felt no pain at all. Had his neck just been smashed to pieces?

He struggled to twist his body, and as soon as he emerged from the water, gravity caused excruciating pain in his knees, making him scream out in agony.

However, the pain jolted Li Zu out of his dazed state. He yelled a few times and crawled up to the top of the dry stony beach.

Lying on his back, he saw plant roots hanging down from the ceiling like waterfalls. The cave walls were also covered with numerous roots sprawling down. Phosphorescence filtered up from the water’s surface, casting a magical green light that enveloped the entire cave.

He looked at his skin, which was severely corroded. Even if he were to heal, he would probably end up looking like someone with serious burn injuries. But the corrosive nature of the water here had weakened, likely mixed with some underground water. Otherwise, he should have already turned to bones.

He didn’t dwell on this further; instead, he began to remove all his clothes to inspect his wounds. Since he had not died by now, he likely wouldn’t die at all. Since survival was assured, there was no need to engage in futile actions.

He examined his knees, which had completely deformed, and the pain showed no signs of alleviating. “I need a professional doctor,” he thought. For a moment, he suddenly remembered school, sitting at his desk doing homework, and watching a girl in a white dress from the neighboring class walk past the window.

Those days were simple and safe, filled only with the worry of a teacher’s angry shout. At the time, he found it utterly annoying, but looking back now, it seemed so uncomplicated.

How had he ended up in such a state?

His backpack contained only some food; the rest were just a rope and a few climbing tools. He silently calculated that with one leg incapacitated, he would only have one functional leg left. The recovery time would likely take about three months. If he could hold out here for half a month, he could jump back into the water as a disabled person and find a way out.

He had to call for help; otherwise, this death would be too painful.

But he couldn’t think of a way to call for help. He sat there, groaning, using most of his energy to endure the pain while trying to think with the little energy he had left.

His eyes gradually adjusted to the surrounding light, and some things that were previously invisible began to take shape in the green glow.

He saw that among the plant roots, many reliefs and statues were hidden, almost merging with the vines, making them hard to detect. The distance was still too far to see the details clearly, but among the statues, some were quite large. He saw one statue entangled in vines, yet the image seemed remarkably familiar.

“Oh, SHIT!” he realized what he had seen. In this place, he thought he wouldn’t be surprised or hesitate by anything he encountered—whether it was a Buddha statue, an unfamiliar local deity, or some other foreign religion. But he never expected to see the statue of this person appear in this place. He was stunned, feeling a bit disoriented in time and space.

This underground structure in the desert, built since the 1980s, had a bizarre architectural design, and countless pieces of information were swirling chaotically in his mind. “So that’s how it is; everything here serves this purpose,” Li Cu understood. He got it, and he found it amusing, but he couldn’t bring himself to laugh. A wave of sorrow washed over him: “I can’t die; I need to take what I can see out of here.”

He looked up at the hanging roots, took out a rope and a hook from his backpack, and made a noose. He tried to reach the roots and tie the noose around them. The roots were three or four people’s distance away from him, and he threw the rope a few times, managing to wrap it around a root as thick as his arm.

He swung his arm, but every movement sent sharp pain throughout his body. He collapsed to the ground, exhausted, and took a few bites of hardtack, swallowing it down with the blood in his throat. He closed his eyes and began to sleep. The other end of the rope was tied around his waist; he didn’t untie it, and he wasn’t actually asleep—in fact, he finally lost consciousness.

On the other side, Liang Wan was in a dark room. This was a place close to the core of Area 3; she had wandered aimlessly until she calmed down and found herself here. This room was the only “room” she had seen on her way, as all other entrances led to another pipe.

The room contained abandoned tables and chairs, with a very rigid design but made of quite exquisite materials. She decided to rest here; there was a ventilation duct in the room, and a warm breeze flowed in from it. In the cold, damp pipes, this warm air made the room feel very safe.

At the end of the room, there was a closed water basin. From the many coat hooks and wooden cabinets on the walls, it seemed to be a bathing area. There was also what appeared to be a previous installation for a showerhead, which was now gone. The water in the basin was slightly warm.

Liang Wan rested in the chair for a long time, and she had no doubt that Li Cu and Su Wan were dead. In the chaos, she had jumped into the filtration pool with Yang Hao. That boy didn’t care about her at all; he only thought about running for himself.

Men were unreliable in any situation, especially when they were needed the most. She glanced at her watch, and the countdown was still ticking. A third of the time had already passed since Wu Xie said they needed to survive for three days.

No matter what Wu Xie meant back then, the fact was that surviving here for three days was indeed very difficult. She washed her face in the basin and realized the water was very clean. Looking at herself, she felt a stirring of emotions. After hesitating for a moment, she took off all her clothes and stepped closer to the basin.

The water wasn’t boiling hot, but it was warm enough to start cleansing every pore on her body, giving her a dizzying sense of pleasure.

She buried her head in the water to calm herself down. The glow of the fluorescent stick wasn’t strong, but in the darkness, it gave her the illusion of being in a spa. She lifted her head and touched her forehead, realizing she had a fever.

In high-pressure situations, her body often developed a fever for no apparent reason. She looked at her shoulders, where patterns slowly began to emerge on her fair skin. It was a totem of a phoenix.

She had always been puzzled by her tattoo; she couldn’t remember when she had gotten it. This pattern only appeared when her body temperature rose, and she had only seen the same phenomenon on someone else.

1898 Chapter Sixty – Mural

After finishing all this, he took a deep breath and shouted at the tunnels on both sides. “Damn it, bring it on! Let your grandpa have a look!!” His voice echoed back and forth, with various echoes intertwining, extending deep into the tunnel.

After the shout, he began to sing “The Big Flower Sedan,” and for a moment, a complex symphonic roar composed of various echoes filled the pipes that had been silent for 30 years.

After singing four or five lines, Li Zu quieted down. Once all the echoes faded, he heard a different series of faint echoes coming from the tunnel where the black bear was running away. The faint echoes grew louder and louder, and he gradually discerned that the sound of wooden clogs was emerging again.

Li Zu bit down on a cold flame fire and opened the detonator. He slowly retreated into the darkness.

The sound of clogs came very quickly, and Li Zu almost didn’t bother to think about what it could be, as there were too few core clues. Since he wanted to know what it was, he decided to see it with his own eyes. Less imagination and scaring himself, more action.

The clogs stopped at the mouth of the passage. Li Zu closed his eyes, fixating on the darkness beyond the glow. He waited for something to appear from within.

It must be a gigantic creature, he thought, envisioning a massive snake-like entity emerging from the darkness, its scales shimmering with a ghostly green light.

However, what first emerged from the darkness was a mass of black mist, as if a cloud had separated from the distant darkness and surged toward the lit intersection.

The darkness increased, and the black mist gradually filled the entire space of the intersection. Then, Li Zu heard a clear sound of clogs, emanating from the top of the pipe in the intersection area.

It wasn’t produced by the black mist; it seemed like some device had been activated at the top instead.

The black mist surrounded Li Zu’s clothes, shifting in depth and shape, filling the entire space. What the hell is this? A ghost? Or some kind of toxic smoke?

How could the smoke be chasing after them?

Li Zu took a few steps forward to get a clearer look. As he slowly approached, he heard some resonating noises coming from that direction. Upon hearing the sound, he instinctively felt uncomfortable, and then he realized what it was.

It was the sound of insects vibrating their wings. The sound was dense, indicating that the individual insects were very small.

Could a swarm of bugs scare the black bear like this? He sighed and suddenly noticed something was off around him. He looked at the wall beside him and found that the asphalt was writhing.

The protrusions on the asphalt, resembling a skin disease, began to move. He lit the cold flame fire and discovered that the entire wall of the pipe was not made of asphalt at all, but rather a multitude of beetles the size of shirt buttons.

Countless small beetles began to shift, and the entire pipe wall seemed alive, with the black protrusions twisting in various ways. There was no end in sight, and it appeared that the entire pipe was filled with these insects.

“Damn it.” Li Zu felt a wave of frustration and pressed the detonation button.

In an instant, or rather, in just one-fortieth of a second, the power of the C4 far exceeded Li Cu’s expectations. The air pressure created by the pipes was even more exaggerated; the entire pipe felt like a cannon firing. In that moment, Li Cu was knocked unconscious by the air pressure, and he didn’t even hear the sound of the explosion before he was shot out like a cannonball.

The first impact was against the wall on his left, over 100 meters away from where he stood. His knee collided with the wall, resulting in a shattering fracture, and his body was crushed against the wall, sliding six or seven meters before hitting the ground. He bounced back and collided with the opposite wall.

It’s over, he thought to himself; Boss Wu is going to make a cut on his hand again.

He woke up after the last impact and began to vomit blood profusely, blood gushing from his nostrils, and his body was covered in abrasions revealing raw flesh. His eardrums buzzed painfully, and he felt a severe dizziness; everything around him was pitch black, and then a white light appeared before his eyes.

It wasn’t light from the outside, he believed; he was going to die.

Great, he thought, he was going to die immediately without feeling any pain.

This was really different from playing video games. He felt like a fool, too reckless.

His consciousness gradually faded, the white light expanded, filling his entire field of vision, and then it began to shrink again. Suddenly, he sensed a speed, a speed of consciousness departing, and finally, there was darkness.

He was about to lose consciousness.

In that moment, pain suddenly surged, pulling his awareness back. He felt his legs growing increasingly painful, followed by his hands, back, and chest.

He opened his eyes, took a deep breath to suppress the pain, which he had been holding back for several hours, then gritted his teeth and sat up. He leaned back against the wall, which was not particularly stable.

He couldn’t move sideways. As he leaned against it, the wall shifted, revealing a hidden door, and Li Cu fell headfirst into it.

It was a straight downward passage. Li Cu tumbled into the passage, landing in a drainage canal.

The water flowed rapidly, and he was instantly swept away by the current, with no strength to struggle. However, the drainage channel was not completely dark.

He saw numerous skeletal remains piled around the canal, phosphorescent and glowing, all of them white bones.

He felt no fear, because he was about to join this harmonious family.

Then he noticed something was off: the drainage channel was not made of concrete; it was carved from stone.

All made of black stone, the ancient, oxidized, and corroded patterns were very apparent; this place had to be at least several thousand years old.

Next, he vaguely saw murals on these black stones.

He couldn’t make them out clearly, but his curiosity compelled him to try to reach the shore; he wanted to understand what was happening before he died.

He struggled in the water, his hands and feet not responding to his control, the current carrying him forward. He saw a stone archway beginning to appear in this strange drainage system.

It was a black stone dam held up by iron chains, with some simple carvings that seemed to be designed to block the flow of water. Now, suspended above the current, Li Cu had to be cautious to avoid being struck by these stone dams.

As he got closer to the depths of the drainage channel, these dams grew larger, and the passageway felt wider. The accumulated white bones also increased in number.

His body temperature was dropping lower and lower, and the cold water eased his pain. The numbness throughout his body made him feel less uncomfortable, but he was also increasingly unable to control his body. His consciousness began to blur; he fought to keep himself awake, but he didn’t know how long it had been. Suddenly, he jolted awake again and found that the water had become calm, leaving him stranded on a rocky shore.

He had arrived at a cave with a vertical height that was quite significant. The bottom of the cave was covered with small stones, all of which had been ground down by the flowing water into pebbles the size of gravel.

1897 Chapter 59 – Serpent-Human

As they sprinted, Li Cu and Su Wan began to feel their stamina wane. It was already a miracle that they could keep up with the speed of the man in the black glasses, and forcing themselves to follow had drained even more of their energy than usual. Su Wan’s stamina was slightly worse than Li Cu’s, and he gradually started to fall behind, shouting, “Run, I can’t run anymore!”

The chaotic lines of fluorescence under the feet of the man in black glasses suddenly vanished, indicating that he had stopped. Li Cu and Su Wan panicked; they wanted to brake but were afraid of crashing into him. However, they lacked the ability to stop on a dime and ended up rushing forward several more steps.

In the darkness, Li Cu and Su Wan suddenly felt a force grab the back of their collars; it must have been the man in black glasses striking from the shadows. The momentum was so strong that both of them were yanked off the ground, and then the force that gripped their collars violently swung them around.

If we could see what was happening in the dark, we would witness how the man in black glasses grabbed the collars of both individuals, spun them around, and with a single motion completed a 720-degree turn, flinging them away like two flying discs.

The man’s strength was overwhelming; Li Cu felt as if he were a piece of paper soaring through the air, nearly brushing against the top of the tunnel. Almost simultaneously, he felt a massive object sweep past beneath him.

Everything happened too quickly. After landing, Li Cu rolled and stood up instinctively, sprinting back in the direction they had come from. He understood the man in black glasses’ intention: he definitely did not want them to flank him from both sides, as neither he nor Su Wan could see anything.

Run for your life. That was certainly the message.

In the darkness, without any guidance, they had barely taken a few steps before colliding with Su Wan. The two of them tumbled to the ground, got back up, and continued to sprint forward. A second later, they crashed into a wall.

It was a fierce, unreserved impact that knocked both of them to the ground, leaving them unable to get up for a while.

When Li Cu finally stood up, he found his nose covered in blood. He hastily wiped it off and reached around for Su Wan, trying to help him up.

Su Wan was right next to him. Li Cu hooked his arm around Su Wan’s waist to pull him up but suddenly felt something was off.

What he touched was not Su Wan’s clothing but something else entirely. The texture was strange—cold, rough, and with odd patterns.

He quickly withdrew his hand and stepped back a few paces, pulling out a cold firework from his backpack.

His fear of the darkness made him disregard everything else; he ignited the cold firework. The bright light instantly blinded him.

He squinted, trying to adapt to the light, and looked ahead. A chilling sensation nearly made him drop the firework.

In an instant, cold sweat and goosebumps erupted all over his body. Before him lay something that could not be described with a simple term.

It was a corpse, but not just a corpse; it was a skin? It was hard to determine. To be precise, what lay before him was something resembling a “snake” skin.

However, Li Cu could clearly see that it had the shape of a person.

He calmed himself down and looked back; Su Wan was already gone. Clearly, at the moment of impact, Su Wan had not been as severely affected and had run far away.

The man in black glasses and whatever had seemed to be pursuing them moments ago were also nowhere to be seen.

The cold smoke fire approached the skin, revealing the white scales and translucent keratin membrane on it. It looked too much like snake skin, but it was indeed the form of an adult male, leaning against the wall. Li Zu tugged at it with his hand; this “man-snake” was stuck to the wall.

Li Zu saw the facial features of the snake shed. The distance between the features was very far apart, as if a person’s eyes were on their forehead and their mouth was on their neck. Or rather, it was a snake’s face.

“What is this thing?” A wave of nausea surged over him. The state of the snake shed was very dry and old, suggesting it had been here for quite a long time.

This is not simple, he thought to himself; this place is not simple. A strong sense of insecurity began to emerge. He stood up and walked a few steps forward, only to see more such things, stuck to the wall, in groups of threes and twos. The traces of snake scales piled up like a snake skin bag, presenting various human postures, combined with the traces of a white gel-like substance sticking together, which made Li Zu feel intensely nauseous.

They hadn’t encountered any of these along the way, indicating that they had mostly been running in the central part of this passage. How did the blind man see the way in such darkness? Is he some kind of dolphin hero?

He hesitated for a moment, turned around, and walked back, his mind racing with questions.

What exactly are these things? Are they people with scales, shedding skin like snakes? He began to feel that neither the blind man nor Wu Xie had told him the truth about anything here.

He felt a growing fear of this passage and longed for the clean asphalt walls of a passage with nothing in it.

He started to run back frantically, all the way to the intersection where the glow stick had been broken.

He didn’t see Su Wan, but he did see a series of glowing footprints heading in the other direction of the intersection, clearly indicating that Su Wan had panicked and taken the path toward the monster.

Li Zu hesitated for a moment and made a decision that surprised even himself: he ignored Su Wan and the blind man. Instead, he ran toward the pool where he had come from.

I’m sorry, I will not cooperate.

He thought to himself: I will not act according to the behavior you expect of me.

He reached the edge of the pool, leaned the cold smoke fire against the wall, rummaged through his backpack, and took out a folding submachine gun.

There weren’t many bullets left, so he concentrated the spare bullets into one magazine and found that only six bullets were usable. He sighed and took out a few bars of soap from inside.

This is C4 plastic explosive. He kneaded the C4 into several balls the size of apples and put them in his pocket. Then he counted the detonators.

This is safety explosive; it won’t explode even if shot, only a detonator can trigger it.

OK, boys who play CS know something about these firearms. Li Zu’s CS skills were semi-professional level; discussing the characteristics of guns was a daily essential at the internet café. He had never thought that he could actually fire real guns in the country, nor did he ever imagine he would be handling C4 like this now.

There were a few moments when he felt a sense of unreality, but it didn’t matter anymore.

He ate a few biscuits, took a shower, and stood up to observe the environment, arriving at the previous intersection. He took off his clothes, used the gun as a hanger, propped it up, and then stuck two balls of C4 on both ends of the gun. He attached them to the wall.

He took a large piece of C4 from the remaining stash, pressed it against the inside of the gun, and inserted a wireless detonator. One cubic meter of C4 could send an aircraft carrier back to the repair yard. If dropped from a height of 600 meters, it could create a crater 20 meters deep and 30 meters in diameter. The amount he had in his hands could turn 20 people into a bloody mess if they were positioned correctly. He picked up a glow stick, tucked it into his shirt pocket, and then relieved himself in that spot. The heat was intense, and the smell was very strong, which suited him just fine.

1896 Chapter 58 – Discovery

Yang Hao and Liang Wan each chose a direction to leave at the intersection. After weighing their options, they decided to look for Liang Wan; after all, girls have a lower chance of survival in such environments and need help more.

The passageway has a curved ceiling, and all the walls are made of cement painted with black asphalt. Because the walls are not smooth, the traces of the asphalt application resemble some kind of skin disease in humans. The purity of the asphalt is very high, and its surface has a sheen.

“This is still not as good as what the ancients made,” Su Wan remarked. “There’s no aesthetic appeal at all.”

“Building complex structures in a desert area is already quite impressive,” said the man with the black glasses.

“You understand this? Aren’t you illiterate?”

The man with the black glasses smiled, seemingly pleased by the remark. After a moment of thought, he replied, “I’ve heard things.”

After walking about ten meters into the passage, there was no sand on the ground. The bottom of the passage became very clean. After walking several hundred meters, they still hadn’t seen any forks in the road; the passage didn’t turn or undulate. Every thirty meters or so, there were large white letters on the wall stating, “North Area, Section Two, Sixth Passage.”

Li Zu looked at a few of these signs and began to recall something: “Oh, we need those maps that Liang Wan has.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Do you remember the first dry corpse that was sent to your home? That corpse was found in the third passage of the sixth area in the north. The date was 1984,” Li Zu said. “This is Area Two, also in the north. This place is not just large; it’s quite complex. The chances of us getting lost are significant.”

Su Wan frowned, “Discovered in 1984? That doesn’t add up.”

“What do you mean?”

Su Wan didn’t answer immediately but thought for a moment. “That corpse must have died before 1984. This project, isn’t it said to have been built in the 1980s? Such a large project, even if construction began in 1980, assuming it was a large engineering team working quickly, it would still take about two years. At that time, it would have been a very new building. Why would there be corpses found in this building, and not just one?”

“What do you mean?” Li Zu asked. “Just say it directly.”

Su Wan replied, “Huo Zhongshu is a dry corpse, but maybe when he was discovered, he wasn’t a dry corpse? We think these dry corpses are the results of archaeological exploration, but we might be wrong. These dry corpses are actually processed fresh bodies that were found in these passages not long after the buildings were completed. Do you remember Huo Zhongshu’s name tag? He was number 487, and the person who discovered him was number 037. What does this indicate? They belong to the same organization, which means these people were staff members here. On a certain day after the building was completed, many of them died in different places within this passage. What happened that led to their deaths?”

Li Zu pouted, “Didn’t you say back then that 487 represented over 400 corpses? I just rented a warehouse to use as a mortuary.”

Su Wan shrugged, “Now it proves that we didn’t analyze it properly at the time. Let’s first discuss why these people died. Was it a massacre? A shootout?”

“The name tag says ‘discovered,’ indicating that these corpses were found during a search,” Li Zu said. “This means they went through a phase of being missing.”

“Stop making wild guesses. Focus.” The man in the dark glasses said. The two of them stopped, and before them appeared the first fork in the road.

At the fork, it was marked “Zone 3, First Passage.” If they continued forward, it would lead to the First Passage of Zone 4. The depths of both passages were shrouded in darkness, giving the feeling that they led to some otherworldly realm.

“Which path did my sister take?” Su Wan muttered to himself.

“Do you have a compass?” Li Cuo asked. Su Wan pulled one from his backpack and handed it to him. Li Cuo looked at it and said, “Alright, let’s guess why Liang Wan and Yang Hao went their separate ways. In a place like this, there are only two types of thoughts: one is to go in, and the other is to come out. Is Sister Liang part of the ‘going out’ group or the ‘going in’ group? Zone 3 leads toward the central area, while Zone 4 leads to the outer area.”

“With Sister Liang’s adventurous wisdom, by the time she reached this fork, she probably wouldn’t even know left from right; she wouldn’t think that deeply.”

“This way.” The man in dark glasses pointed to Passage 4. “The stride of their footprints when they separated was very large. After they reached the shore, they didn’t stop; they ran apart. There’s no reason for that. They must have had a time difference when coming ashore, and something was chasing them. One got ashore first and chose this side, while the other came ashore later and chose the other side. The girl had very little stamina, so she must have been behind the guy in the water. The thing chasing them probably caught up with the girl. After the girl dashed into this passage, she must have run wildly, and at most had one flashlight. When she passed here, she wouldn’t have had time to notice the fork and would have continued forward.”

Li Cuo and Su Wan stared at him in shock, stunned for a long time. Li Cuo said, “Are you a famous detective from Japan?”

The man in dark glasses put his arms around their shoulders and ruffled their hair, saying helplessly, “I really shouldn’t have agreed to this job; you two aren’t as fun as Boss Wu.” After saying that, he pushed them both and urged them into Passage 4. At that moment, he suddenly felt something was off and glanced back at the entrance of Zone 3.

He took off his sunglasses and immediately realized what he saw. Suddenly, he turned around and pressed himself against the wall.

Li Cuo and Su Wan saw this and quickly copied him. The man in dark glasses broke the glow stick in his hand, grabbed both of them, and smeared the chemical substance onto their palms. Then he threw it to the ground and stepped on it a couple of times. “Follow my footsteps; you won’t bump into anything. Trust me, and follow me as fast as you can.” After saying that, he began to sprint into the darkness of Zone 4.

Su Wan and Li Cuo exchanged glances and immediately chased after him.

In the beginning, there were still traces of the glowing substance on the ground, but soon they saw two beams of light racing ahead at an unimaginable speed.

Both Li Cuo and Su Wan played soccer and didn’t hold back, gritting their teeth and keeping their eyes locked on that light as they followed.

The speed of the man in dark glasses increased, and Li Cuo and Su Wan gradually reached a critical speed. It was truly a trust without distractions because they couldn’t see anything. Just one obstacle could kill them.

It’s not that they truly trust the black bear, but rather they heard a strange sound coming from behind them. It resembled the sound of wooden clogs walking, but the frequency was very slow, with each sound occurring almost every two or three seconds. However, with each sound, the distance between them and whatever was making the noise decreased significantly. After a few moments, it was almost right behind them. They didn’t know what it was, but if it was something wearing clogs, each step it took in pursuit of them was nearly ten meters long.

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