Before Yu Zhen could even speak, the milk-scented steamed bun flew out like an arrow and quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a white afterimage.

"Ah ah..."

A piercing scream shattered the air and echoed in the narrow corridor.

"Awooooo~"

The milk-scented steamed bun let out a low, forceful roar that tore through the shrill screams, and a strong, fishy stench began to slowly spread. Zhou Siyu couldn't help but cover her mouth and gag.

"Waaaaah..."

The screams gradually turned into baby-like crying, and the stench grew stronger.

The space inside the mecha came alive, and under Zhou Siyu's command, a white pill to treat nausea was put into Zhou Siyu's mouth.

He tilted his head back and swallowed, then turned on the air filtration system. The fishy smell was blocked, and Zhou Siyu felt much better. He then began to use the system to monitor and analyze the surrounding environment.

They weren't far from the archives. The place where the milk-scented steamed bun rushed out should be the staircase connecting the second and third basement levels, but it was too dark.

The air here isn't as light as outside; it feels sticky. Once you take off your mech, you can feel the air clinging to your skin like mud, making you feel like you're in a swamp and having trouble breathing.

The low growl from the milk-scented steamed bun disappeared, and the crying gradually subsided, revealing a white figure.

Zhou Siyu looked closely and saw that the milk-scented steamed bun, stained with red, looked like a victorious general, standing tall and walking towards the three of them with a cat-like gait. After throwing the contents of its mouth at Zhou Siyu's feet, it wagged its tail, begging for praise.

"sharp."

Zhou Siyu was generous with her praise, patted the head of the milk-scented steamed bun, and took out a wet wipe to carefully wipe the fishy-smelling stains off its fur.

"This is... a ghost hand vine?"

Zhou Yu picked up the steamed bun that had been lying on the ground, frowned, studied it for a while, and then came to a conclusion.

"Ghost Hand Vine? This is the Ghost Hand Vine?"

Zhou Siyu took the red vine from Zhou Yu's hand and examined it closely under the flashlight.

The vine in his hand was about the thickness of a thumb, with strange black patterns growing under its bright red skin, and red sap, like human blood, constantly seeping from the gaps in it.

“I’m pretty sure it’s the Ghost Hand Vine.” Zhou Yu explained carefully, “These black lines are its nerves, connected to the core of the Breath Worm.”

"The Breath Worm? That thing whose intelligence is equivalent to that of a seven or eight-year-old human child?"

Zhou Siyu handed the vine to Zhou Yu. He hadn't paid much attention to it when he was looking at the information, but he only started to take this creature seriously after he was almost ambushed just now.

"The Breath Worm can generate sound waves of dozens of different frequencies and can imitate the sounds of more than a thousand animals, including most of the sounds made by humans." Zhou Yu handed the vine to Yu Zhen, who was full of curiosity, and continued, "In addition, a sound wave generated by the Breath Worm can directly attack a person's brain, making people see different images or hear different sounds and believe them to be real."

The worm is like a spider, sitting on a giant web woven from ghost hand vines, waiting for its prey to take the bait.

"So I was really hallucinating just now?" Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest with lingering fear, and complained, "I thought that scoundrel had come along too."

"You could hear Lin Gu's voice even in such a critical moment. That's true love."

Zhou Siyu couldn't help but tease him, asking why he heard Yu Wei's voice because of his longing for him, but what about Yu Zhen?

"Love my ass, I hate him to death." Yu Zhen pouted and stretched out her hand to list Lin Gu's various shortcomings: "He throws his shoes and socks everywhere, his dirty clothes are scattered all over the place, he goes straight to his study as soon as he gets home, and he's never home on weekends, he's out fooling around with his cronies."

"Their attitude in admitting their mistakes was perfunctory, they ignored everything, and the gifts they gave were ugly and tacky."

Yu Zhen went on and on about Lin Gu, finally letting out a long sigh and lamenting, "You say he hangs out with my brother every day, why can't he learn from my brother and change his bad habits?"

Compared to Lin Gu, Yu Wei is simply the model of the model. After all, he has a father who is extremely clean and a perfectionist, so it would be difficult for him not to love cleanliness.

"Ask me about this, I have experience."

Zhou Yu carefully gathered the vines and looked at Yu Zhen with sparkling eyes. He had finally found someone he could vent to and share his experiences with.

The eerie and tense atmosphere completely disappeared. Zhou Siyu hugged the milk-scented steamed bun, pouted, and silently complained in her heart.

Sure enough, when there is no real danger, your teammates are the biggest danger.

The two people next to them completely forgot the purpose of their trip, and what should have been a pleasant adventure turned into a吐槽大会 (a comedy show).

"Beep beep beep..."

The mech's interior suddenly flickered, and a virtual screen suddenly appeared in front of him. Before Zhou Siyu could react, Yu Wei's enlarged face appeared in front of him.

"Hello, hello, can you see clearly? Can you hear me?"

On the other side of the screen, Yu Wei waved his hand, seemingly fiddling with the communicator again. Not hearing a response, he muttered to himself in confusion, "The network is fine, is he resting?"

"I can see it. Just tell me what's on your mind."

"Hey, I didn't expect it to actually work!" Yu Wei became excited like a child who had found a toy. He waved his hand, brought his face close to the screen, and asked, "Did I disturb your rest?"

"No."

Zhou Siyu shook her head and, guided by Yu Wei, turned on the camera. Upon seeing the face she had been longing for, Yu Wei was happy for a moment, but quickly calmed down. "You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"

"A little." Zhou Siyu yawned, rubbed his neck, and complained, "Sleeping on the floor every day makes my back ache."

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