As the sun rose, Yang Jian opened his eyes and found that the campfire had gone out and many people were huddled in their thermal blankets.

Autumn is gradually showing its power.

Lu Wuyai saw Song Xiaoyou fiddling with something on the edge of the cliff with her back to them.

Lu Wuyai stood up, walked over and looked at it for a while, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes.

On the edge of the cliff, there was a row of ten campfires. Next to each campfire was a small earthenware pot. Song Xiaoyou was pouring the ashes from the campfires into the pots.

"What are you doing."

Lu Wuyai's sudden voice startled Song Xiaoyou. When she came to her senses, a blush instantly spread across her neck.

"No, it's nothing." Song Xiaoyou lowered her head, her slender hands still pouring ashes into the pottery jar.

At this moment, Yang Jian remembered the cement he had found yesterday and roughly guessed what Song Xiaoyou was doing.

A mountain breeze blew by, stirring up the ashes from the ten bonfires. Before Song Xiaoyou could cover her nose, she was choked and started coughing.

"I'll help you."

"All right."

Immediately, Lu Wuyai squatted down. Fortunately, these campfires were relatively small, more than enough for the two of them.

However, the weather was a bit chilly in the morning, and the wind was strong on the cliff, which gave Lu Wuyai a headache.

Seeing the campfire gradually die down, Yang Jian grabbed a piece of wood and stuffed it into the fire.

“Wrong,” Song Xiaoyou said.

Amid Lu Wuyai's bewildered gaze, she took out the piece of wood and picked another one from a fixed spot behind her.

At this moment, Lu Wuyai looked at the burning firewood and suddenly realized that each of the campfires here was burned with different types of firewood.

Lu Wuyai seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that Song Xiaoyou was ready to conduct experiments using the ashes from different campfires.

Half an hour later, Song Xiaoyou stood up first. Her five ceramic jars were already filled with wood ash.

Lu Wuyai saw that there were already several dug pits on the space station, and Song Xiaoyou was pouring five ash into each one, then pouring rainwater on them to simulate a rainy environment as much as possible.

Soon after, when Song Xiaoyou continued stirring in the five pits, the miraculous scene did not occur.

Song Xiaoyou sighed, but quickly cheered up.

Seeing this, Lu Wuyai was very curious, because the cement that suddenly appeared was not that strong, and was even stronger than ordinary volcanic rock.

But Song Xiaoyou seems particularly dedicated to his research on cement.

"This cement is bad, so why bother studying it?" Lu Wuyai was completely baffled.

Song Xiaoyou said, "Perhaps I can improve it."

Lu Wuyai shook his head. If he had that time, he'd rather spend it on making food.

However, everyone was still asleep, and Lu Wuyai was bored, so he continued to help Song Xiaoyou collect wood ash.

It was eight o'clock, and the sky was already quite bright.

The others also woke up from their drowsiness, washed up, and began their busy day.

Because they had already harvested eleven goats on the cliff, they now had enough food to survive the cold winter on the desert island.

However, you should consider the worst-case scenario, such as what to do if the goat meat spoils.

You should know that it is difficult to obtain food through hunting in winter. Only in autumn are the animals in the forest most active, because they also need to store food to withstand the cold of the coming midwinter.

On this day, Lu Wuyai, along with Su Xi and Anna, continued their search for food in the forest.

Perhaps it was the desolation of autumn that made even animal tracks scarce.

When they dragged their weary bodies back to the station, they found Song Xiaoyou and Jin Xilu chopping firewood. Bundles of timber, at least thirty bundles, were scattered all over the edge of the precipitous peak.

"How's it going?"

Lu Wuyai opened his mouth slightly, looked at the wooden strips, and found that they were all made of the same type of wood.

Recalling that Song Xiaoyou had been studying the formation of cement, Yang Jian suddenly felt enlightened.

"Young friend Song, you've succeeded!" Lu Wuyai said in surprise.

Although he felt that cement was completely useless, it was incredible that it could be made on a deserted island.

Upon hearing Yang Jian's question, Song Xiaoyou nodded, a slight smile appearing on her tired face.

"It's a success."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wuyai walked over, bent down, and picked up a piece of wood from the ground. After careful observation, he discovered that the unknown type of wood was quite common on the deserted island and was not considered rare.

At the edge of the cliff, he saw some strange cement stones, which must be Song Xiaoyou's experiment.

“I’ve been using this kind of wood lately,” Song Xiaoyou said.

Everyone nodded. Since they were burning wood anyway, it didn't matter what they used.

Back at the station, Yang Jian took the wolf cub and walked around the neighborhood again. This was something he had been doing lately to prevent any survivors from discovering or approaching the dangerous peak.

The woods have been unusually quiet lately, a stark contrast to their previous hustle and bustle.

As the sun set, Lu Wuyai sat on the lawn, took out a bright red wild fruit from his pocket, took a bite, and the sweet taste immediately filled his mouth.

"Hey, the original food is the best." Lu Wuyai couldn't help but admire.

Although they didn't have much to show for it today, on their way back they found a wild fruit grove with large, shiny berries.

Most importantly, it is non-toxic.

There were many birds in the wild fruit grove. They pecked open the fruit and ate the pulp. This was clearly not the first time they had done so.

Yang Jian felt that there was no need to worry about fruit before winter arrived.

If handled properly, you might still be able to enjoy such sweet and delicious fruit for a period of time after winter begins.

After spending some time on the lawn, Lu Wuyai, carrying a wolf cub in one arm, passed through the narrow crevice beneath the precipitous peak and returned to the camp.

As the weather continued to change, fewer and fewer swallows remained on the treacherous peaks, but they left behind a large number of swallow nests, providing food for the survivors.

At the station, Song Xiaoyou and others were trying to weave bamboo strips into winnowing baskets to make it easier to dry goods in the future.

They worked like this until very late, and the first winnowing basket, with a diameter of one meter, was completed.

It felt very light in my hand, but everyone looked happy. Life on the deserted island was gradually getting better.

After washing up, Lu Wuyai began his night watch. The others snuggled under their warm blankets, closed their eyes, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

Because the plane wreckage blocked his view, Yang Jian kept watch on the edge of the cliff.

First, you can enjoy the scenery; second, you can keep an eye on the area around the campfire.

Hiding yourself in the dark can make you see more clearly.

Late at night, Lu Wuyai huddled tightly in a corner, holding a ceramic pot in his hand. The hot water inside always reminded him of the difficult experience he had endured that night.

Whoosh whoosh.

Below the cliff, the incomprehensible sound reappeared, instantly waking Lu Wuyai, who had been somewhat drowsy.

"again."

Lu Wuyai was startled and lay down on the ground, peeking out from the edge of the cliff.

Just then, the moonlight shone directly onto the bowl-shaped cliff. Lu Wuyai glanced at it and noticed that the deep mountains and forests seemed to be draped in a silver-gray cloak, reflecting a faint glow.

After lying there for a while, Lu Wuyai stood up because he couldn't see anything from there.

He moved to the side, closer to the gentle slope. Although the cliff was pitch black, the area Lu Wuyai could see below it suddenly became much larger.

Seeing the astonishing scene under the moonlight, Yang Jian felt a strange excitement.

"Oh shit."

As a result, Lu Wuyai saw a dense herd of deer appear in the woods on the other side of the cliff. Their figures darted about in groups in the darkness, like watching an animal migration. It was breathtaking.

The rustling sound was the friction of the other person walking through the woods.

The escape lasted for more than half an hour.

When the fawn disappeared into the vast forest, Lu Wuyai finally came to his senses, looked up at the dark depths of the deserted island, and remained unsettled for a long time.

Click it.

Just then, a crisp sound of footsteps rang out from the direction of the gentle slope, right next to Lu Wuyai.

In the darkness, Lu Wuyai turned around and immediately ran towards the campfire.

Since encountering the seemingly deformed man twice, Lu Wuyai has been setting several traps on the gentle slope every night. Although they cannot harm the opponent, they are sure to alert the night watchmen.

Soon, Lu Wuyai hid behind a rock on the precipitous peak, his eyes fixed on the darkness.

The fire flickered in the station.

An extremely unsettling face slowly emerged from the corner of the plane wreckage, its cheek touching the ground. It was both amusing and terrifying.

Two eyes, one to the left and one to the right, moved around like radar, making Lu Wuyai swallow hard.

The women were still sleeping by the campfire. Unbeknownst to them, a monster was already stealthily approaching them.

Yang Jian lowered his head, checked the pistol, and confirmed that the last bullet was still in the magazine.

Holding the gun, Yang Jian's tense heart calmed down a little.

But he wouldn't fire if necessary. After all, this was his last chance to use it.

Soon, the monster circled the plane wreckage, looking at the bright flames with a somewhat bewildered expression.

Lu Wuyai seized the opportunity, grabbed the harpoon that was already prepared on the ground, and rushed towards his opponent at top speed.

The sound of running immediately attracted the monster's attention.

Seeing that his opponent was about to escape, Lu Wuyai held his breath and threw the harpoon.

At the same time, the three little black dogs also smelled a strange odor, opened their eyes from their slumber, and immediately started yelping.

As a result, the station was suddenly thrown into panic.

Lu Wuyai picked up the harpoon from the ground. The bloodstains on it indicated that his opponent was injured. Unfortunately, it managed to escape in the end.

Thinking of that strange man who jumped off the cliff like a spider, Yang Jian's eyes were opened.

This strange person's body is too light.

When they arrived at the station, Su Xi and the others were already awake and wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. Dawn would break in three hours.

"They're gone." Su Xi's face was full of worry.

This time, everyone witnessed the strange human, and everyone was still shaken.

“This is terrible.” Kim Hee-ro’s eyes fell into deep thought as she looked at the surrounding darkness, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Suddenly, Lu Wuyai's eyes swept over Jin Xilu's chest, and he secretly thought that the size was about the size of a cow.

Jin Xilu also noticed Lu Wuyai's eyes, so he crossed his arms and glared at her fiercely.

it hurts.

Lu Wuyai took a breath, looked down, and found Su Xi pinching the tender flesh on his waist.

The next day, the wind was calm and the sun was shining brightly, making it a perfect time to go out in autumn.

The caves and treacherous peaks contained a large amount of food. Lu Wuyai and his group were not in a hurry for the time being, so they planned to set off again to find Dong Bingling and the others.

The unexpected encounter on the cliff last time left Lu Wuyai and Song Xiaoyou with lingering feelings.

Perhaps this time, they will be lucky and may come across some clues.

"Check one last time, take everything you can." Outside the cave, Lu Wuyai warned again.

The pheasants and rabbits have been released back into the cave, while some of the cured fresh meat has been kept in the cave and the rest has been carefully stored on the dangerous peak.

Normally, stored food goes undetected.

Before leaving, Song Xiaoyou went to the henhouse to collect the eggs laid that day so he could eat them on the way.

If they leave this time, they may not be able to return here for another three days.

Gathered at the foot of the cliff, everyone brought an extra layer of clothing in addition to food. Some of these garments were made of crocodile skin, while others were sheepskins recently skinned from goat carcasses. The smell of sheep had not yet dissipated. Autumn had fully arrived, and the chilly morning air sent shivers down one's spine even through a thermal blanket.

"Let's go." Lu Wuyai checked the time and led the team in the direction Dong Bingling had left in before.

They were no strangers to this place. They had been there once before, but this time they wanted to explore it more deeply.

To save time, they didn't take a lunch break. They ate the dried meat they had grilled that morning, dipped in sea salt, as they walked; it tasted pretty good.

That day, at dusk, they discovered a depression. It wasn't a valley, but it resembled one. It was surrounded by weeds. After washing it, it looked much cleaner.

Unexpectedly, they discovered a small stream behind the depression. To be precise, it was a stream of water. It was small, but its banks were covered with tiny red berries. They tasted sweet and sour, and were quite appetizing.

As for whether it's poisonous, several wild deer have already tested it and are now quietly watching them from the opposite side of the forest.

"What a pity," Lu Wuyai sighed. The terrain of this forest was flat, making it impossible for them to capture these three wild deer on their own.

It's a pity, a pity. The scenery in this forest is beautiful. The trees overhead don't block out the sky, and the sun shines brightly. It's a truly unique landscape.

Lu Wuyai and Tang Xin walked around in the forest and chopped some firewood.

As the sun set, Lu Wuyai looked at Su Xi's blood-red lips and couldn't help but bend down and take a few bites.

"I'm dying." Su Xi blushed and glared at Yang Jian, but she still took the initiative to hug him with both hands.

Feeling the pressure on his opponent's chest, Lu Wuyai couldn't help but sigh. This was no simple matter, not just a matter of a few moves.

For some reason, Su Xi seemed particularly vulnerable at this moment.

Lu Wuyai did nothing wrong. After spending so many days together, he had forgotten all the past entanglements.

Moreover, Su Xi seems to have really changed.

Feeling Su Xi's attachment to him, Lu Wuyai felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Let's go back." Lu Wuyai patted Su Xi on the back, and the two quickly left the grove and walked into the twilight towards the depression.

As soon as they returned to the low-lying area, Song Xiaoyou asked Yang Jian if he had found any unusual traces in the woods.

“Digital,” Lu Wuyai shook his head. The tree trunk was clean. Even with some scratches, it didn’t look like they were done by someone.

Hearing this, Song Xiaoyou sighed, turned around, and continued to gather firewood and start a fire.

As time passed, it finally got completely dark.

Just then, a faint sound came from afar, followed by a muffled thud, as if something was running.

Everyone's hearts stirred, and upon Lu Wuyai's signal, they immediately hid nearby.

Soon, a rustling sound came from the woods opposite the depression.

After a while, a buzzing sound began.

Upon hearing this sound, Lu Wuyai became inexplicably excited, gripping the harpoon tightly with both hands, his eyes gleaming.

"Could it be wild boar?" Lu Wuyai swallowed hard. The wild boar meat he had eaten before was so delicious, and the lard was also very useful.

It can be said that every part of a wild boar is valuable, and nothing should be wasted.

If it really is a wild boar, I will raise it no matter what.

Soon, as the firelight flickered, Yang Jian and the others saw a large wild boar, completely black, making a grunting sound.

"It's really big." Lu Wuyai took a breath; this wild boar was actually a bit bigger than the previous one.

Seeing this, Lu Wuyai and the others had already given up, but the wild boar swayed twice in place, and then fell straight to the ground with a thud.

"this"

Lu Wuyai and the others stared at each other for a long time before finally standing up and walking towards the wild boar.

He died.

impossible.

Such a big wild boar is dead.

Lu Wuyai looked at the wild boar and finally noticed a bloody wound on its hind leg. It was as big as a palm-leaf fan, and the bone was clearly visible. It was horrific.

One of the two fangs was also broken. Judging from the cross-section, it must have been smashed while the victim was alive.

"Who killed such a big wild boar?" Lu Wuyai was also quite curious and looked around anxiously.

Looking in the direction the wild boar came from, there was blood everywhere, and the smell of blood at night would only attract more jungle predators.

I can't stay here any longer.

Lu Wuyai took one last look at the wild boar and felt somewhat uneasy. They could only hand over this wild boar to someone else for nothing.

Soon, everyone packed up their belongings, took their torches, and headed towards other forests to find shelter for the night.

Not everyone has the courage to walk in the dark.

Perhaps due to the suppression of her emotions for too long, Anna, who was walking in the middle, suddenly burst into tears, speaking in an unintelligible Angkor dialect, which gave Lu Wuyai a headache.

Song Xiaoyou and the others took turns trying to persuade them for a while, but it seemed to have no effect, and they all had anxious expressions on their faces.

Lu Wuyai couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with this woman?"

"When you lose your temper, you don't even look at your surroundings."

After saying that, Yang Jian was about to leave. If he stayed any longer, a cat or a wolf might jump out of the forest, or something even more terrifying.

Inside the basket on their backs, three small black dogs and a wolf cub were barking anxiously. Clearly, something in the nearby deep forest was threatening them.

"Let's go." Lu Wuyai frowned, leaving no room for doubt. He turned around, took the torch, and left.

At this point, Su Xi saw Lu Wuyai leave without looking back, so she could only follow him. Before leaving, she pulled Song Xiaoyou along with her.

Only Anna and Kim Seok-rok remained in the same spot.

The next second, Kim Seok-rok also turned and left, quickly following the departing crowd.

A mountain breeze blew by, giving the weeping Anna goosebumps, as if something had touched her neck.

On the dark mountain road, Lu Wuyai glanced back at Anna, who was following closely behind, and snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Tang Xin tugged at Lu Wuyai's clothes and told him not to pay too much attention.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the road ahead became increasingly difficult to travel.

Finally, Lu Wuyai and the others stopped at the foot of a cliff. In front of them was a gentle slope, just enough to shelter them from the wind and rain.

"Let's rest here tonight." Lu Wuyai let out a long sigh, then stuck the torches in everyone's hands at an angle into the ground, forming a campfire once again.

Lu Wuyai glanced at Anna but didn't say anything more. He grabbed a warm blanket and hid at the foot of the gentle slope.

This location is relatively far from where the wild boar died, but there is no guarantee that other carnivores will be hunting nearby.

"Take a break," Lu Wuyai urged again.

Soon, the four women huddled under the warm blankets, and with the warmth of the campfire, their cold bodies gradually warmed up.

But that night, the mountain wind was too strong, and the conflicting air currents made everyone's ears ring.

Yang Jian didn't sleep well either. He could always hear the howls of wild beasts in the wind, and the tension kept him awake all night.

When Lu Wuyai woke up the next day, he saw that it was already ten o'clock.

Su Xi and the others were packing their things. Anna and Jin Xilu had just come out of the forest. Anna looked unwell, as if she were very ill.

Later on the way, Su Xi secretly told Lu Wuyai that Anna's aunt had arrived, and that she might have lost her temper because she was in a bad mood last night.

Lu Wuyai frowned, but quickly thought of another unfavorable factor.

How have you been handling this lately?

"What should we do?" Su Xi blinked, and it took her a while to understand.

“We have gauze, but we can’t control this stuff at all. We only found out when we arrived.” Su Xi shook her head and told Lu Wuyai that Anna was a woman from the United States. Because of their different races, the frequency of their menstrual cycles was different.

Lu Wuyai spat on the ground and cursed that women really have too many things to do.

it hurts.

Lu Wuyai was pinched by Su Xi, and he forced a painful smile.

"Don't talk nonsense." Su Xi glared at him, then quickly ran to Anna and handed her a bottle of hot water.

The journey continues.

Unable to find any traces left by Dong Bingling or anyone else, Lu Wuyai quickly changed his mind and left their own traces in the nearby wild forest.

Hopefully, after seeing these traces, acquaintances will be able to follow them and find them on the dangerous peaks.

At noon, they passed by the spot where the wild boar had died the night before and found that the place had been completely looted. Only half a wild boar skeleton remained, covered with small black flying insects.

Lu Wuyai covered his nose and immediately fled here.

The others also left in a hurry, but a foul stench lingered.

At the same time, they were extremely lucky. If they had stayed last night, they would have been in trouble.

But in their subsequent search, they still found nothing.

The deserted island was much larger than they had imagined.

Standing atop a mountain, gazing at the forests to the east, west, south, and north, Lu Wuyai could only sigh. He figured it would be impossible to find Dong Bingling and the others anytime soon.

In the afternoon, they decided to return. After all, there was still plenty of food and livestock in the camp and caves. They had always felt uneasy after being away for so long, and they couldn't sleep or eat comfortably.

But what happened in the first half of last night kept everyone awake. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Jian saw that everyone else was too tired to move.

Physical fatigue is one thing, but more importantly, it's a form of nerve suppression.

“Hang in there a little longer.” Lu Wuyai looked around, pointed ahead, and said, “Let’s go to that hill over there and get some rest early tonight. We’ll try to get home by noon tomorrow.”

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Seeing the foothills in the distance, the four women gained the motivation to start anew.

After walking and stopping for an hour, they found a relatively flat clearing between two mountains. The surrounding vegetation was sparse, and the view was good.

Lu Wuyai told the others to rest. He found a clump of bushes with his axe and began to bend down to chop firewood for the evening's campfire. Perhaps because it was dusk, the forest didn't seem very quiet. Occasionally, animals would jump out and startle the others.

With a bang.

Suddenly, a goat leaped out of a grove of trees and charged toward them at incredible speed.

This is a male goat. Its two horns gleam coldly. You can tell at a glance that it's not a formidable opponent.

As it charged, Lu Wuyai grabbed his axe to try and block it. He was thrown back, his back slamming into a large tree. His blood boiled, and he felt as if he were about to vomit blood.

However, this neighborhood still gave other women a chance to escape.

Finally, the male goat ran wildly and disappeared into the twilight sunlight.

Tang Xin and Anna rushed over and helped Lu Wuyai up from the ground.

Cough cough cough.

Lu Wuyai clutched his chest, feeling blood between his teeth, but what came out was clean saliva.

"How is he?" Su Xi's eyes were filled with worry. She had just witnessed Lu Wuyai being pushed away by the goat.

Lu Wuyai shook his head and said nothing, because as soon as he opened his mouth, the smell of blood seemed to surge out of his stomach, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

At this moment, Song Xiaoyou walked over, looking at Yang Jian's face with a hint of worry.

His complexion was sallow, his eyes were bloodshot, and his nostrils were enlarged, making him look unwell.

After thinking for a while, Song Xiaoyou took out a ginseng from the basket on her back, cut off a small piece, and let Lu Wuyai put it in his mouth.

As soon as Lu Wuyai put the ginseng in his mouth, a strong, bloody taste suddenly rose from his throat.

The next second, Lu Wuyai spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went black, and he fainted.

When Lu Wuyai woke up again, it was already late at night.

Around the campfire, several women were still awake. Su Xi was taking care of him, and the air was filled with the lingering smell of Chinese medicine.

Lu Wuyai closed his eyes again, thinking about how he had suddenly vomited blood and fainted, and secretly thought that he was in danger.

After squinting for a while, Lu Wuyai opened his eyes again and saw Tang Xin looking at him with worry, hesitant to speak, and there was still a trace of blood in her mouth.

"Yang Jian, wake up," Su Xi said anxiously.

Yang Jian's previous vomiting of blood had worried everyone. Seeing that he was now awake, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Wuyai shook his head, indicating that he was alright.

At this moment, Song Xiaoyou brought over the earthenware pot used for boiling medicine. After letting it cool for a while, Lu Wuyai drank it all in one gulp.

"This is too much." Lu Wuyai glanced at the earthenware jar beside him. It weighed at least two liters. It was just a small kettle.

However, with Song Xiaoyou and Su Xi's insistence, he held his breath, gritted his teeth, and swallowed all the cooked food in the pot.

It's too bitter.

Lu Wuyai stuck out his tongue, about to say it hurt too much, when the quiet foothills suddenly shook violently.

At first, Yang Jian thought it was because he was injured that he was seeing a blank scene.

But soon, the tremors on the ground became stronger and stronger, even waking Lu Wuyai up.

"There was an earthquake."

"It's an earthquake."

Lu Wuyai's pupils shrank, and the next second, the scene before him was like an upside-down world, with the campfire instantly extinguished.

"Yang Jian".

Su Xi's voice seemed to come from a very, very far place, trembling with a hint of panic. Lu Wuyai could even imagine her crying.

Surrounded by pressure, Lu Wuyai immediately realized that they were being pressed underground and would soon suffocate to death.

"Su Xi".

Is anyone else here?

Lu Wuyai called out a few times, but he felt even greater pressure on his body, making it hard for him to breathe. He could no longer hear any other sounds, and even Su Xi was gone.

Yang Jian had just been injured. He felt blood between his teeth, his chest was very painful from the pressure, and his nose stung when he breathed.

After a long while, Lu Wuyai realized that he could not sit idly by and wait for death; otherwise, in the end, he would only be crushed to death by the mud.

Soon, Yang Jianteng made his move and began digging around.

When he was a child, Lu Wuyai spent a lot of time digging in the mud, but the feeling now was completely different. Although it was all mud, it was much harder than before.

Lu Wuyai kept clenching his fists in the soil, and every movement made him feel very uncomfortable.

In the confined space, the thin soil continued to sink, and the newly opened space was immediately filled with other soil.

However, this also encouraged Yang Jian. Judging from the direction the soil was falling, he must have been digging towards the surface.

Lu Wuyai roughly deduced that he was heading in the right direction, so he began to dig towards the spot where the soil had fallen.

Gradually, Lu Wuyai could no longer feel his fingers, and even his breathing began to become uncontrollable.

The space inside the soil layer is only so big, and as time goes by, the air inside can no longer keep up with Lu Wuyai's consumption.

Moreover, Yang Jian has been digging continuously, which requires more oxygen than usual.

But Yang Jian persevered in order to survive.

When his fingers could no longer support him, he lifted his entire body backward, his back pressed tightly against the ground, his eyes still filled with darkness.

"Will this kill me?" Lu Wuyai couldn't help but smile bitterly. He never expected that he, who hadn't drowned at sea just a few months ago, would now be buried alive.

A rumbling sound.

Suddenly, Lu Wuyai heard a muffled sound.

The sound was like a muffled thunderclap, coming from afar and growing closer. It seemed like a long time had passed by the time Lu Wuyai heard those words.

Immediately afterward, Yang Jian, who had nearly fainted from suffocation, only had time to feel the ground shake. The next second, a burst of fresh air suddenly rushed into the space.

Lu Wuyai was like someone who had just been rescued from drowning, gasping for air.

When the air entered his body, Lu Wuyai realized that he had not died, but had survived.

"I didn't die." Yang Jian recalled the scene just now, still feeling lingering fear, thinking it was another earthquake that had caused the soil beneath his feet to collapse.

Thinking of this, Lu Wuyai hurriedly jumped out of the pit and prepared to go find the others.

Before the accident, Yang Jian felt he had definitely heard Su Xi's voice. If she was buried, he should be nearby.

Unfortunately, the previous earthquake came too suddenly, and all the tools were gone. In the darkness, Lu Wuyai was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Yang Jian, calm down."

Standing there, Lu Wuyai took a breath. Just as the moonlight peeked out from behind the clouds, the foothills shrouded in darkness gradually became clearer.

The light wasn't strong, but it gave Lu Wuyai a little confidence.

At this moment, the foothills were almost completely destroyed, with broken rocks and ruins everywhere.

Lu Wuyai stood there stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly saw something reflecting light in the distance and quickly walked over.

“It’s a fragment.” Yang Jian pulled the fragment out of the mud and found that it was only the size of a palm. It was originally used to shovel soil.

But with the tools in hand, gazing at the foot of the mountain under the night sky, Lu Wuyai didn't know where to begin.

"Never mind, let's find a place to dig first."

Just as Lu Wuyai began shoveling soil, another aftershock struck.

In an instant, Lu Wuyai felt as if he had reached the falling Verge, tumbling directly between the two mountains to the foot of the mountain.

After everything stabilized, Yang Jian climbed back down to the foot of the mountain.

Just then, the foothills were struck again, but to Lu Wuyai's delight, he saw two people crawling out of the mud.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Song Xiaoyou and Anna.

Upon seeing Lu Wuyai, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of surviving such a close call was indescribable.

However, Su Xi and Jin Xilu still do not know where they are buried.

"Hurry up and go find them," Song Xiaoyou urged. Several minutes had already passed since the earthquake. The air in the soil is limited. If they weren't found, the chances of survival overnight would be very low.

Soon, the three began searching for digging points in the rugged foothills. Since there were no clues, they took the initiative to look for them.

They first arrived at the station at the foot of the mountain at night, and then used it as the center. After determining the distance based on the previous excavation sites, they began digging in all directions.

Time waits for no one, and they must seize every minute and second.

The only saving grace was that Song Xiaoyou happened to have digging tools in the basket he was carrying.

Meanwhile, the three of them were digging together.

The aftershocks seemed to have subsided, and the foothills were unusually quiet. Each sound of digging felt like a button being fastened in Lu Wuyai's heart, filled with hope, yet also bringing him one step closer to death.

Five minutes later, Yang Jian suddenly heard Anna's exclamation and immediately rushed over with Song Xiaoyou.

“We’ve found someone.” Lu Wuyai took a breath and asked hurriedly.

In the blur, Anna couldn't see very clearly; she only felt the tool in her hand being pulled down.

There must be someone.

Lu Wuyai's eyes widened. He had previously experienced drowning and knew how people behaved in despair.

So he immediately grabbed the other end of the tool, kicked the ground hard, and used all his strength to pull the person out of the ground.

"We're here to help too." Seeing this, Song Xiaoyou and Anna knelt down and began to pull the soil off with their hands.

Two minutes later, Yang Jian pulled a mud-covered figure up from the ground. It was not only filthy, but also emitted a foul stench.

"Who are you?" Lu Wuyai asked hurriedly.

"It's me."

Hearing Tang Xin's voice, Lu Wuyai visibly breathed a sigh of relief, but Tang Xin soon told him that Jin Xilu was also in the mud pit.

For some reason, after the earthquake, Su Xi and Jin Xilu fell into a mud pit, and streams of underground river water appeared for free. If Anna hadn't used a shovel to dig the pit out, they would have been in serious trouble. Everyone almost drowned.

Soon, when Su Xi left the mud pit, Jin Xilu stood at the foot of the mountain, covered in mud.

At that moment, all five of them came back to life. Looking around at the pitch-black environment, they felt a sense of unreality.

The night breeze was blowing gently, and Lu Wuyai stood at the foot of the mountain, seemingly still able to feel the aftershocks.

The soil at the foot of the mountain was still trembling, and the mud pit that Su Xi and Jin Xilu climbed out of was still leaking water.

Lu Wuyai tasted it and found it was fresh water, very cold.

Having regained consciousness, Song Xiaoyou suddenly asked, "Will this earthquake destroy the dangerous mountain peaks?"

"There are also wild rabbits and pheasants in the cave. We have stored a lot of fresh meat."

At that moment, everyone became alert. All their food was in those two places. If things really collapsed, it would mean losing everything, and they would have to start all over again.

"Don't think about it too much yet." Lu Wuyai took a breath and said, "Let's go to the foot of the mountain first and start a fire."

It must be past midnight now; there are still at least five hours until dawn.

After the earthquake, there may be even greater disasters, and they must be prepared to face the dangers that may come at any time.

They quickly descended the mountainside and reached the foot of the mountain as fast as they could. Meanwhile, they found a forest with a wide view, which they would use as their shelter for the night.

"Another aftershock has occurred."

"Everyone be careful."

Lu Wuyai shouted urgently, and suddenly a violent tremor appeared beneath his feet. The five people instantly lost their footing. This terrifying force was simply beyond human resistance.

Suddenly, everyone collapsed to the ground, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Lu Wuyai saw the nearby trees begin to sway, as if they might fall on him at any moment.

After a while, the dizziness gradually disappeared. Lu Wuyai leaned against a large tree beside him and squinted at the ground for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the earth had returned to normal.

"Everything is fine," Yang Jian asked.

In the darkness, someone grabbed his hand. Based on his intuition, Yang Jian thought it was Anna. Then someone else grabbed him. That cold, slender hand must belong to Song Xiaoyou.

"I'm fine," Su Xi's voice came from the other end, followed by Jin Xilu.