On the two-meter cliff at the end of the vine-covered wall, I stood facing "Manjing," both of us staring into each other's eyes.

When I exposed Manjing's identity, a smile appeared on his lips: "It's a real pity. Things would have been so much simpler if we had just taken one more step."

"You're from the Huang family, aren't you?"

When I heard Manjing say that, I squinted at him and said, "As far as I know, you have an agreement with the Hu family for this competition. During the fight, you must strictly abide by the agreement and not cause any deaths."

When Manjing heard my words, the corners of his mouth curled up even more, but he still didn't say anything.

“You just said that all I had to do was jump down from here, but before you said that, you could have easily pushed me down when I wasn’t looking, but you didn’t.”

I stared intently at Manjing: "Why do you insist on making me jump? Is it because there's something about me that makes you afraid to touch me?"

"Heh, you overestimate yourself. If I couldn't touch you, how could I have pulled you out of the centipede swarm?"

Manjing smiled gently and snapped her fingers.

"Splash!"

From the gaps in the vines behind us, a large number of centipedes emerged and piled up on the ground, forming a high wall that blocked my way.

Manjing's fingers twitched slightly, and the centipede wall slowly moved towards me: "You know these centipedes can touch you, right? If you don't want to suffer too much, you'd better cooperate and jump down yourself."

Seeing that Manjing insisted I jump from here, I glanced at the grass below the steps and said, "Jumping from this height won't affect me at all, so is this just a smokescreen?"

Manjing still had a faint smile on his face: "Since you're curious, you can jump down and try it."

"These centipedes are fake, aren't they?"

I didn't follow Manjing's lead: "Since you can control them, you could have surrounded me long ago instead of letting them keep chasing me down. So you set up this whole thing, all of it, to make me jump down from here."

"You're asking for it!"

When Manjing heard what I said, his face changed instantly, and he rushed towards me.

Seeing Manjing's actions, I didn't fight him. Instead, I gritted my teeth and rammed into the centipede wall.

"call!"

The instant I passed through the centipede wall, I suddenly felt the wind whistling in my ears, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Under the flashlight's beam, the surrounding scenery faded gradually, like burning paper.

Instead, there were dark, black walls.

The passageway, originally made of vines, gradually transformed into an arched cave.

The top of the cave was covered with many cracked wires and an emergency light covered with wire.

There were also many stacks of wooden crates on both sides of the corridor. Although I didn't recognize the writing on them, I could tell at a glance that they were painted in Japanese.

As they ran forward, they saw many corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, some already desiccated, others just bare bones.

The only thing they had in common was that all of these corpses were covered in the skins of Japanese devils.

Upon seeing this corridor, it immediately dawned on me.

After being tricked, I was led to the Japanese fortifications that Old Xiong had mentioned.

As the surrounding scenery changed, the sound of whistling wind continued to come from behind the passage.

Hearing that sound made me nervous.

Now it seems that Manjing's trick of leading me to the cliff was indeed a smokescreen, but what he really wanted was for me to jump out of this passage.

When Lao Xiong told us to rest, everyone set up camp on the hilltop, but I hadn't gone far before I was attacked.

This indicates that the military base was also built on a mountaintop.

Although I don't know exactly how high the passage is, judging from Manjing's actions, the other party clearly wanted to lure me to the edge of the cliff and make me jump off.

He didn't touch me before, was it to take advantage of a loophole in the competition rules so that I would jump off the mountain myself?

I knew the Huang and Hu families had a feud, but I never imagined the conflict between them was so deep that the other side would actually try to kill me.

But at this moment, I also became somewhat ambiguous.

If the other party was able to use illusions to trap me, then what about the manjing I just saw?

If he is a fake, then where did the real Manjing go?

With that thought in mind, I held the gun in my hand, turned around, and pointed it behind me.

It's completely empty!

At this moment, I am only twelve or thirteen meters away from the exit of the passage; a flashlight can illuminate the end of it in one glance.

In sight, apart from the dark entrance, there was no trace of Manjing.

Was the well I just saw also an illusion?

As I was walking, I caught a glimpse of a Type 100 submachine gun on a wooden crate next to me, so I stopped and picked it up.

Upon opening the wooden crate, bullets wrapped in kraft paper were found, only slightly rusted. However, the submachine gun, having been exposed to this well-ventilated passage for a long time, had its ejection chamber severely corroded and was completely unusable.

I tossed the submachine gun aside and noticed something in front of me reflecting the light from my flashlight.

Upon closer inspection, the reflection of light was from the hilt of a samurai sword.

At the edge of the passage ahead, there was a desiccated corpse.

The body was wearing military trousers and a white shirt on its upper body. It was kneeling and facing the passage behind it.

Judging from this posture, this Japanese soldier committed seppuku.

Although he wasn't wearing a military uniform, the knife he was carrying wasn't a standard military knife. Instead, it was a samurai sword with totems and inlaid with jade, clearly a family heirloom. This suggested that the Japanese soldier who committed suicide was likely an officer from a noble family.

Since I was out chopping wood, I didn't bring my two-way sword. I simply took the samurai sword from the Japanese soldier and continued walking forward.

At the end of the corridor was a set of downward steps, and in front of it was an iron gate with a wheel, but it was not closed, but rather half-open.

Passing through this door, you enter a circular hall.

The hall is surrounded by iron gates with viewing windows, and in the center is a guard post from which one can observe the surrounding area.

The area illuminated by the flashlight was littered with corpses and skeletons, along with bullets and shell casings. Many of the people nearby had their doors open, revealing various instruments and operating tables inside.

This appears to be the site where Unit 731 conducted human experiments.

Judging from the bullet marks at the scene, the Japanese soldiers must have started killing each other after their defeat, and they also killed the prisoners held there.

Even after decades, the scene here still makes me feel extremely depressed.

Clang!

Just as I was observing the terrain and looking for a way out, a noise suddenly came from a room behind me.