Chapter 416 Difficulties
"Breathing..."

The speculation that there might be living things below made everyone present look at each other in confusion, but they would choose to come down. Even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, no one would retreat.

"Be careful. Even if it's a living thing, you have to get its information and pass it on to the outside world."

"Yes!"

The sudden acceleration of the heartbeat comes from the human instinct of fear, but there is a higher will that resists the fear of the unknown and death.

The team was still circling downward.

The further you go down, the greater the chance of being pulled off the stairs and falling into a deep hole when it comes to the rhythm of "inhaling", because the force of this breathing gradually increases as you go deeper.

Therefore, whenever they felt the "whoosh" breath, everyone would immediately hold hands and press against the wall. When everyone's strength was united, it was finally barely enough to resist this "breath".

However, as the team continued to move down, the wind brought by this "breathing" was no longer just enough to shake people's bodies and make them unsteady on their feet.

When they went down to a certain depth, it was as if everyone had crossed a layer of "membrane", and every pore of their bodies could feel this strange breathing wind. What was even more terrifying was that not only could the body feel it, but strange phenomena appeared in everyone's ears and even in their minds.

"Did you hear anything?"

"Yes, in my ear."

"It's not in the ears, it's in the brain!"

It was hard to tell what the sound was; it seemed to be some kind of language, but it also seemed to be just some kind of wailing.

Not only does it make people's brains throb, but what's even more uncomfortable is that no one can fully concentrate.

The "breathing wind" makes people put a lot of effort in just to stand steadily, and now it is "noisy" in the mind all the time.

It is difficult for people to think deeply in an extremely noisy environment. Now everyone feels like doing math problems in a chaotic bar.

"Look at the wall!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Everyone looked at the sound.

Plants actually appeared on the wall of this deep cave that had been there for who knows how long!
There was a botanist in the team, and someone immediately asked what kind of plant it was.

However, after careful identification, the botanist's words made everyone silent.

"At a glance, this is a herb, but it is grayish white in color, even its rhizomes are grayish white. This is rare in itself. Growing in this environment and in this form... I don't even know where its energy source is..."

"Can I dig one up and take a look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the botanist had already started.

However, just as he dug up the grass, an accident happened.

A gray grass lay in the palm of his hand. At the same time, the botanist's heart suddenly tightened. He shook his head vigorously, feeling that the world was spinning and twisting. The faces of everyone who was looking at him also began to twist...

In a trance, he vaguely heard a whisper. He couldn't describe what information was contained in the whisper, but... he felt cold, terrifying, and afraid, and... a strong breath of death coming from the depths of the darkness below.

"what!!!!!"

In just such a sudden moment, the botanist let out a violent and shrill scream as if his flesh was torn apart, and he completely lost his balance and fell downwards.

Because the sound was too strange, it didn't sound like simple despair and pain. What was even more creepy was that he seemed to be witnessing something that terrified him to the extreme.

"Hold him!"

Seeing that the botanist was about to fall into the depths of darkness, someone immediately shouted hurriedly.

Fortunately, the people around him were prepared, and before the shouting came, someone had already grabbed him on each side.

However, what horrified everyone who witnessed this scene was that the people on both sides did hold the botanist. But the next moment, the two people who were holding him suddenly froze.

The moment they touched the botanist's body, a voice appeared in their ears...

The originally normal face instantly became hideous, with blood oozing from the corners of the eyes, nostrils, ear holes, and under the corners of the mouth.

This appearance made the others who were about to lend a helping hand to hold them back subconsciously slow down a beat.

It was this accidental delay that caused the three people with distorted faces to fall into the dark pit at the same time.

Everyone suddenly became extremely quiet.

This strange scene obviously cannot be explained by science. Someone quietly left the cave wall.

The grayish-white grass on the cave wall seemed to have spread from another world.

Could it be that this deep hole is the legendary entrance to hell...

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"Master, go home."

The butler looked at his young master and wondered since when, this young master, who was always spoiled but not bad by nature, had changed a lot.

He began to like staying alone, didn't like going out, and didn't like hanging out with his former "best friends".

The butler didn't know whether this change was good or bad, but... his young master's kind nature remained unchanged.

At this moment, when Yecheng encountered a strange disaster, this Mr. Song "arbitrarily" made the decision and ordered all the companies and enterprises of the Song family to unconditionally accept the victims.

All the citizens who took shelter from the rain in the Song family’s buildings were well taken care of.

While the housekeeper was talking, Song Que was still making continuous phone calls to make arrangements.

He knew that the rain was related to the fog, but he didn't understand why so many innocent people were involved in this matter?

What's more, what puzzled him even more was who had the ability to launch a "curse" of such a scale.

Yes, Song Que regarded this rain as a curse.

He believed that this was not Wu Ji's fault. Judging from the voice and the conclusion he drew after contacting other people, the rain was indeed a man-made disaster.

The price paid to launch a curse of this magnitude must be extremely heavy, so the initiator must have had great ambitions.

Song Que was unable to think too deeply about this matter, because the problems that were making him anxious were continuing to occur.

"Master, we found two shops that were about to be submerged in blood. There were more than ten people in one shop, and only two people in the other. The water was rising too fast, and we were running out of time. The two shops were some distance apart, and our lifeboat could only save one of them. What should we do?"

The question on the phone made Song Que frown.

He didn't expect that this trolley problem would happen to him.

Two people and a dozen people...

How to choose?
"Two people, a dozen people..."

Song Que murmured.

At this moment, a familiar yet strange voice suddenly appeared behind him:

“This is not the trolley problem, the answer is already simple.”

Song Que turned around suddenly and saw two men standing behind him.

The one who made the sound was Bai Yanliang.