Unable to find a way out of their nightmare, the group was bathed in the warm sunlight and gradually found peace.

Everyone looked as if they had been pulled from the water, their clothes soaked with sweat. They silently opened their tired eyes, and their first reaction was to put medicine in their mouths.

Although their minds were clouded, the four people in the car were not completely unconscious. The torment that penetrated to the bone was pounding on every nerve, making it impossible for them to fall into a deep coma. The helplessness of watching themselves being devoured was overwhelming, and even their blood vessels were screaming for help.

In the face of endless despair, Cheng Shuang, who persevered to the end and even managed to rescue them all, became the only hope.

Especially since they didn't know her very well, and only considered her as a brother and sister who were more quick-witted and lucky than many other children, their inner joy and gratitude were indescribable.

A fragile little girl single-handedly escaped a perilous situation that could have destroyed all the skilled individuals, and even managed to bring them out successfully. This is something that cannot be accomplished by mere luck.

Mind, intellect, temperament, and so on are all indispensable.

Even if they have a higher status at the rest stop, so what? The maintainers are still human, and they also fear dying alone and in despair.

Exhausted, Cheng Shuang finally closed her eyes and fainted peacefully on Si Hai's lap.

At this moment, the Lost Monster regained its mobility with the help of the novice repairman and shrank back into the little girl's arms. The brown bear sat on the dashboard, ignoring its whining and lazy behavior for the first time. It was also the first time that the bear cub tasted a strange and extremely uncomfortable emotion - frustration.

What value does a bear cub have if it can't completely protect its paws under its arms?

The protective shield failed to fulfill its responsibilities; it was powerless against attacks on the soul.

Si Hai had no idea what kind of psychological changes a teddy bear, which was staring at him (guarding Cheng Shuang), would have. He looked down and quietly gazed at the child in his arms.

Her face was pale, her breathing was rapid, and the fatigue in her eyes was unmistakable.

Such a difficult situation was overcome entirely thanks to this child. Thinking of this, Si Hai couldn't help but smile bitterly. These people are really useless!

After Sun Han gave Du Jun a green pill, he turned around and saw Si Hai's overly complicated expression when he faced Cheng Shuang.

He moved his fingers, his tone tinged with the satisfaction of escaping death, "If you really want to thank me, you should give me something useful. There's no need for words of thanks; they might just make Shuangshuang uncomfortable."

Sihai smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of corrupting this little darling?"

"No, my Shuangshuang is very smart!"

The whole world is sour, this strong smell is just like the pride of a stupid dad, tsk!

After swallowing the pills, Du Jun shook his head and held out his hand, "Give Shuangshuang to me."

The boy, whose soul had suffered immense trauma, became taciturn again. He always felt an emptiness in his arms, as if something was missing and urgently needed to be filled.

Si Hai clicked his tongue again. After his sister also reached out her hand, he gently handed the little girl over. He still had to drive, and the sooner he left this godforsaken place, the better.

Cheng Shuang lay in her older brother's warm arms, her legs stretched out and resting on her older sister's knees. At this moment, she finally enjoyed the treatment that only VIPs could receive—being embraced by two women. Unfortunately, she slept like a little pig, letting her older sister wipe her face with a wet handkerchief, and her older brother smooth the uneasy wrinkles between her brows.

The car wound its way through the darkness, its headlights illuminating the road ahead, where the ground gradually became slippery.

Several people took turns driving and resting. When it was Du Jun's turn, Cheng Shuang happened to wake up. The little girl gave a coquettish little yawn, showing that there was no negative emotion that she couldn't get through after a good night's sleep.

The men and women in the car immediately brightened up, eagerly anticipating her opening remarks, such as "It's so good that you're alive." A soft and cute girl can always put people at ease.

The adorable Cheng Shuang rubbed her eyes, still dazed, before grabbing onto the seat in front of her and peering out the window through the gap. Her first question was so realistic it could choke any straight man: "Why is the road all wet? Is it dangerous? How long will it take? Do we have enough gas?"

April chuckled and ruffled the little girl's restless head as she slept. "You're such a worrywart!"

The men shook their heads with wry smiles. The child was indeed cute and adorable, but the environment had forced him to mature prematurely, and scheming to survive had long become an instinct.

Despite losing the right to be innocent, they still evoke a feeling of pity in one's heart.

Cheng Shuang adjusted her two buns of hair, pouted, and said, "There's nothing I can do! If we run out of gas, the car will disappear."

Once the car disappears, everyone will be exposed to the unknown dangers.

“It’s been wet all along.” Du Jun sat in the driver’s seat and restarted the car. The water stains under his feet were perfectly normal. When he touched the floor mats inside the car, there was no sign of corrosion or other problems.

“It should be seawater.” Sun Han sat in the back row and pointed to his shoes. “After they’re completely dry, there are white crystals that look like salt.”

"No wonder they have plenty of salt," the little girl muttered.

Sihai sat in the passenger seat, rubbing his temples, which were throbbing from lack of mental energy. "I suspect we've driven to the third underground level. Only there is a place closer to the deep sea."

Because it was always dark, and facing a nearly straight road, even the slightest curve at a bend could not be perceived.

Sihai's words were soon proven true; the rushing sound reminded them that there was a river ahead, and the car headlights illuminated a celestial river.

The waterfall flowed slowly, blocking the way ahead, and a dark river stretched out overhead.

After Du Jun stopped the car, Cheng Shuang stretched her hand out of the car window, and not a single drop of water fell.

She withdrew her hand and touched her nose in confusion. "Why doesn't the water under my feet rise?" They are both liquids, so why can one rise into the sky while the other stays obediently on the ground?

The monster didn't sense any mental flow, meaning the waterfall was safe.

"Perhaps what lies beneath our feet is seawater, just like the ordinary seawater we live in." Du Jun rolled down the car window, took a deep breath, and felt the fresh and harmless air.

His words gave Cheng Shuang a good hint. The little girl's eyes sparkled. "Could it be that the thing that can fly is the Spirit-Devouring Water? Otherwise, where would the Spirit-Devouring Water come from? It can clearly harm the wanderers, so why would they use it as a cleaning agent? It must be because it's unavoidable, and they have to find a place to use it up!"

Her tone was childlike and whimsical, and as she spoke, her little head nodded in affirmation. She looked at Sun Han beside her, her bright eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

"You want to try it out?" Sun Han asked back.

Cheng Shuang nodded several times. "Turning back is unrealistic, and we need to prepare in advance if we want to cross this water curtain." The little girl used the most straightforward way to persuade the adults to agree to her idea.