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Chapter 70 of 100

Chapter 70

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"Still unconscious?" Xiong Zhiqi looked at Zhou Bin lying on the ground and asked.

"Got the wind knocked out of him when I kicked him." Zhao Zhu shrugged. His strength was indeed much greater now, and dealing with ordinary people, especially someone as weak as Zhou Bin, was as simple as it could be.

"We need to wake him up." Xiong Zhiqi squatted down and lightly touched Zhou Bin's chin with one finger.

Zhao Zhu clearly saw Xiong Zhiqi's finger turn red as it moved, like a branding iron, and a wisp of white smoke rose from the air.

"Aaaaaa!!!"

Zhou Bin let out a scream, waking up from the pain. There was no blood on his chin, but a dark scar remained.

"If you don't want to die, get down there first. You have ten seconds to think about it." Zhao Zhu pointed the gun at Zhou Bin's forehead.

"I'll go, I'll go, please don't kill me, don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything." Zhou Bin nodded quickly, ignoring the pain in his chin, and used his hands to support himself on the floor, slowly lowering his body into the pit.

"It's deep down there, like a well." Zhou Bin said, "Should I keep going down?"

"Keep going down, faster." Zhao Zhu scolded.

Hearing this, Zhou Bin didn't say anything, but the sounds from below indicated that he was continuing to move down, with his legs, arms, and back pressed against the sides of the pit, slowly descending.

"Almost there, let's go down too." Xiong Zhiqi said.

"I'll lock the doors and windows, you go down first." Zhao Zhu went to check the doors and windows. When he returned, Xiong Zhiqi had already gone down a short distance. Zhao Zhu put away his gun, took off his suit jacket, and also went down the pit.

The feeling of going down the pit was something Zhao Zhu had experienced not long ago, in the previous mission world, *The Qing Dynasty Dragon Vein*. However, compared to the pit in the Qing Dynasty Dragon Vein, this one was much smaller. Soon, Zhou Bin's voice came from below:

"I've reached the bottom."

"Is there a path nearby?"

"There's a path, but it's very narrow."

"Go in first, we're coming down too."

At the bottom of the pit, there was a narrow gap. Xiong Zhiqi had to struggle to squeeze through it sideways, and Zhao Zhu followed. Behind the gap, the space was much wider, but Zhao Zhu clearly felt a chill, as the temperature inside was much lower than outside, and the humidity was high.

The ground was soft, not made of stone, but more like sand. Zhou Bin stood a few meters away from Zhao Zhu and Xiong Zhiqi, not daring to get closer or run away, as there was nowhere to run.

"Could it be that the guy dug an air-raid shelter under his own floor?" Xiong Zhiqi muttered to himself, "You know, it's not impossible. The people in the group are really all kinds of perverts and lunatics, and doing something this stupid is not out of the question."

"Stop daydreaming. If you have time, take a good look at what you're stepping on."

"Under my feet?" Xiong Zhiqi murmured, then bent down and reached out to move the mud. A face appeared before him, "Holy shit, a corpse!"

"Corpse?" Zhou Bin was also shocked when he heard these words, like a bird startled by an arrow.

"Not just one. In this underground layer, which is about twenty square meters, there are several layers of corpses. It's probably a mass grave for a hundred people." Zhao Zhu walked to the side wall as he spoke, and he hit the wall hard with the butt of his gun, leaving a shallow white mark: "Concrete wall, this is not a natural cave, it's an artificial basement."

"What was it built for? To store corpses?"

"I'm not sure, but this basement has been around for a while. The bodies here are not in a freezer, and it's very humid nearby, but the bodies haven't rotted; they're just buried in mud. Don't you think that's strange?"

"Since there are corpses down here, could the guy from the group be lying here too?" Xiong Zhiqi asked.

"Maybe..." Zhao Zhu was about to speak when he suddenly saw a shadow appear behind Zhou Bin, and the shadow was getting closer. Zhao Zhu didn't directly warn him but changed the subject: "Daxiong, I think we should go back up. There are too many dead people here, it's too ominous."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhu slightly turned his body and used his eyes to signal Xiong Zhiqi to look at Zhou Bin's position. Xiong Zhiqi looked over and saw the shadow behind Zhou Bin growing larger, and immediately opened his mouth:

"Wow... wow, the corpses under my feet are so sticky and soft... Brother Zhao, you're right, I don't want to stay here anymore. Let's end this adventure and go up. Zhou Bin, you go up last, in the reverse order of before, got it?" Xiong Zhiqi pointed at Zhou Bin.

Zhou Bin didn't want to stay in this place full of corpses for a moment longer. Hearing that Zhao Zhu and Xiong Zhiqi were leaving, he didn't care who went first or last; he just wanted to get out.

Zhao Zhu went through the narrow gap first, followed by Xiong Zhiqi.

At this moment, Zhou Bin muttered to himself, "Sss... it's so itchy."

Zhou Bin scratched his back and felt something slippery. When he looked at his hand, he saw a mass of flesh and blood, covered with small black holes, neatly arranged. He was terrified and started to touch his back with both hands, only to find that he could actually reach inside his body. His back was completely rotten and hollow, as if it had been eaten by insects.

Next, Zhou Bin saw the same dense black spots appearing on his palm, spreading and becoming more concentrated. He grabbed the back of his other hand with one hand, and a whole piece of skin and flesh fell off, as if his flesh was already hollow inside, like an old tree eaten by insects.

"This is bad, ah! I have to leave here, I have to leave here!!!!" Zhou Bin rushed towards the narrow gap, like a madman, wanting to get out of this place, which not only had corpses but also unknown horrors.

Xiong Zhiqi stood outside the gap and kicked Zhou Bin as he rushed over. Caught off guard, Zhou Bin rolled back several times and couldn't stand up again because the flesh on his body started to fall off like an avalanche, leaving almost just a skeleton, and the skeleton also began to show black spots, densely packed.

"What the hell is that?"

"It's insects, very terrifying insects. This place is their nest."

"Then why don't we run?"

"The insects can't come out; they die without a special container. Didn't you notice the temperature difference between inside and outside the gap?"

"Uh... indeed, I shivered when I went in."

"So, for now, we're safe as long as we don't go back in. Do you think a simple tunnel or floor could stop these insects? If they could come out, the entire residential area would be in trouble. Forget it, this isn't something we can deal with now. Let's go up."

Zhao Zhu pressed himself against the pit wall and started to climb up. It took about ten minutes for him to return to the room, and Xiong Zhiqi followed shortly after, both covered in mud.

"Huff... huff..." Xiong Zhiqi panted heavily and then said, "Brother Zhao, do you think the guy who lived here before discovered the mass grave and the secret inside, and decided to take a chance before entering the next mission world, but ended up dying there?"

"Probably... that's how it is."

Xiong Zhiqi's phone rang at this moment, and it was a text message. After reading it, he told Zhao Zhu:

"Brother Zhao, the buyer for the insects has been found. He said he will fly to SZ to meet us soon."

"Let's clean up the fingerprints and traces here first, then we'll go home and rest for a day. We'll buy tickets for the day after tomorrow to go back."

"What about your cousin? We pushed her boyfriend to the insects to be eaten to pieces." Xiong Zhiqi asked.

"I hypnotized her in the toilet and gave her some water mixed with ghost ginseng powder. Although the amount wasn't large and the concentration wasn't high, it should be enough to make her gradually fall ill and become bedridden. A woman who can plan to kill her future father-in-law, which man would dare to marry her?" Zhao Zhu said calmly.

Hearing this, Xiong Zhiqi involuntarily swallowed, as if he had drunk the water himself.

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