The bag that Lao Liu threw over was a rather worn-out cloth bag, not as big as the backpack behind me, and naturally it contained very little.

"Take these. There are a few pairs of thick gloves and a small flashlight in here. There probably aren't any ghosts in that inn, but there will be a lot of dust. The gloves will at least keep you dry..."

If you accidentally touch it... it will work after the power is cut off.

The fact that his hotel is located here and yet is so successful must be extraordinary. Good luck to you all.

Although Lao Liu's words were meant as blessings, I sensed a faint sadness in them.

I took the bag, opened it, and found three pairs of blue work gloves and a palm-sized flashlight whose casing was already worn and the paint was chipped off.

It looks old, but it should still be usable.

Damn it, Lao Liu, you pulled everything out at the very last minute.

If we had brought it out earlier, I think things would have been much better for us along the way.

As for the bracelet he gave me, I didn't have high hopes. After all, if it were usable, Lao Liu should have taken it out when we were trapped in the white fog halfway through the journey.

The reason he delayed this matter until now was absolutely because this thing was useless to him in the first place.

I didn't have much hope either.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu."

I opened my mouth slightly.

At this moment, Old Liu smiled, his wrinkles crinkling at the corners of his eyes.

"No need to thank me, you two are quite brave. To be honest, I really didn't want to use the appearance of this thick fog as a reason to back out."

Moreover, this roundabout, where murders frequently occur, has never been without related rumors; none of them should be trifled with.

"You brought me all this; I should be thanking you."

Old Liu paused for a moment, then glanced at the lightning sword behind me.

"But then I saw your electric light, and I changed my mind."

Those who can summon thunderous energy are definitely not ordinary people; this trip might actually be successful.

What makes me happy is that you actually brought me here.

Old Liu's words carried a hint of compromise, yet were also filled with a sense of relief.

Hearing this, I became even more convinced that I couldn't use the lightning sword on Lao Liu anymore.

If we manage to get out of here, Lao Liu will probably be the person we know best in this shallow area.

Regardless of whether I will ever return to this sea area, or more precisely, this well, in the future.

But Lao Liu will definitely be someone who leaves a very deep impression on us.

Then I told Lao Liu where we came from, because without this blue armor, we would never have been able to get to this shallow area.

Our top priority is to restore the girl's energy, find the sea marrow, and get out of this well.

However, we have indeed encountered many variables.

Ghosts, fake corpses, demons.

When I mentioned Blue Armor, Old Liu didn't show any change in expression. I guessed that Old Liu didn't really know anything about it.

Otherwise, I think that at this point, Lao Liu should tell us something.

But when I mentioned the strange things I had encountered before, Lao Liu started talking again.

"The teacher in our driver group said that the fog is a ghost, which is created when it gathers too much, but it also needs someone to activate it. It is very likely that the person behind these ghosts is the one who is in charge."

It's probably some important person, but it's also possible it's just one of those lower-level managers; those people don't do their jobs properly.

Old Liu's words were filled with disgust and hatred for those leaders.

I was even a little curious about what these people did for a living.

Old Liu took a drag of his cigarette, the embers of which flickered briefly, and then he spoke again.

"If your sword hadn't flashed, I would never have opened it, even if it meant my death."

A thought struck me: he had noticed Lei Jijian all along.

It wasn't because we threatened him with the lightning sword that it worked.

Never mind.

I paused for a moment, then handed the cloth bag to the girl.

"This matter should probably be written down in front of us. The truth is, it should be a matter of life and death in this one tremor. Thank you so much for your help today. You've gone to a lot of trouble."

Old Liu stubbed out his cigarette, threw it on the ground, and then stomped on it.

I saw that the faint light suddenly go out, and even before Lao Liu stepped on it, the color was already somewhat faint.

Not only that, the moment the smoke fell, the surrounding land turned a slight green.

This must be the energy within Lao Liu!

Seeing this made me even more emotional.

"What are you looking at? This is what happens when I smoke; something sticks to it."

"Don't say anything more. Be careful. From what you said, that boss is probably a dead man. He'll likely be difficult to deal with. Be extra cautious when you actually make the deal."

Old Liu paused for a moment, then added.

"I can only take you this far. I really dare not go any further, and I cannot go any further..."

Can't go?

I had some doubts, but I didn't ask any further questions.

After saying that, Lao Liu opened the car door, got in, and slammed the door shut.

The car's engine started with a hum. This taxi was indeed much more familiar than the hovercar, making me feel at least like I was on land.

The taxi seemed like a ferocious beast, spinning in circles on the street. Old Liu remained expressionless, simply holding the steering wheel.

With a creak, it kicked up a cloud of dust.

Old Liu poked his head out and started talking to us about the thick fog in the area again.

"If you have cell phone signal when you get back, remember to call me. The fog should have mostly cleared by then!"

At this point, Lao Liu also became very enthusiastic.

I, however, was quite puzzled.

"If you go back now, won't you have to get through that thick fog again?"

To be honest, part of my reason was that I wanted to have someone to look after me after leaving the hotel.

On the other hand, I think Lao Liu's trip is likely to end badly.

He says he'll help us, but he's actually getting himself into trouble. I really don't approve.

"Young man, you don't understand, do you? I have a little trick up my sleeve!"

Then he pointed over there, and I looked over and saw that there was clearly no fog there.

On the other hand, I can see very clearly in the direction we just came from that there is a thick fog in the distance.

An indescribable sense of pride appeared on Old Liu's face.

no!

For a moment, I felt like I'd been tricked. If you, Old Liu, had this backdoor, why didn't you take it in the first place?