Am I going to be sacrificed too?

Chapter 23 The Rolling Stone

Among all travelers, there is a nominal governing organization: the Adventurers' Guild.

This guild has no real power or sphere of influence; it simply records the adventures of travelers and awards them corresponding honors.

Although there is no tangible feedback, the level of the Adventurer's Badge is the best recognition for a traveler.

Having a level 5 badge clearly means that Cheng Feng has been to many dangerous areas and escaped unscathed.

Even Zong Yuanming would show due respect to such a veteran pilgrim.

More importantly, with Cheng Feng joining the team, his chances of completing the mission have increased significantly.

Anyway, he didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place any longer. After completing the mission, he would definitely apply for a transfer out of Qishi Province.

So Zong Yuanming immediately made the decision: "Alright, then you're in!"

The crowd was puzzled but impressed by Zong Yuanming's reaction.

Next to step forward were Sun Tu and Wang Yu.

Sun Tu wanted to prove himself. He hadn't had the chance before, but now that he was considered a chosen one, he had to seize every opportunity to improve himself.

Wang Yu was looking for offerings; if there really were people with stone cores, perhaps the gods would be interested in them.

Even if there isn't, Zong Yuanming said there were abnormal divine power fluctuations inside. If there is divine power, there must be something corresponding to it. Whether it's good or bad, it can still be sacrificed.

With the three of them setting an example, the others gradually realized what was happening.

There are only ten spots available, so they're going to have to fight for them!

The final choice was made in just a few moments.

"From now on, you will be temporary labor partners of the shelter in this mission. Your task this time is to record any abnormal situations below and retrieve the records from the previous group of explorers."

After saying that, under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Zong Yuanming handed each of them a gray coat. This thing had no function; it was simply a symbol of identity.

"Was it all recorded?"

The assistant, holding a camera, nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, the whole process has been recorded."

There's no other way; this is a necessary procedure, all for the sake of smooth reimbursement.

"Well, that's how it is anyway. I wish you all the best in your mission."

……

Ten people put on their final protective suits, wore pinhole cameras that could record information, and resolutely stepped onto the elevator that could lead to their deaths.

With a loud bang and a violent tremor, the elevator successfully started running as everyone waited in trepidation, finally coming to a slow stop at the very bottom.

We were already nearly a thousand meters underground. The environment inside the mine was sweltering, and with each breath, you could feel the scalding air burning your lungs. However, the pungent smell of sulfur had been greatly reduced by the gas mask. Numerous mine tunnels stretched out in all directions, and faint lights could be seen within them.

But in such places, light does not mean safety; on the contrary, it is extremely dangerous, as there may be a lava field that could erupt at any moment.

Just kidding, dark places are actually dangerous too.

There is no such thing as true safety in this place.

Glug...

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the rocks, like the sound of rocks rubbing and hitting each other.

Someone exclaimed in alarm, "What's that sound! Is the mine about to collapse?!"

"How about we go back? It feels too dangerous here."

Sun Tu snorted coldly: "If you're so afraid of dying, then hurry back. Don't become a hindrance when danger comes."

Upon hearing this, the others had no choice but to force themselves to calm down. Since they had chosen to risk their lives for a reward, it was only natural that they would encounter danger now.

Glug glug…

The strange sounds grew clearer, as if they were coming from all directions, making it impossible to discern their origin.

After landing, Wang Yu immediately sensed a large amount of chaotic divine power fluctuations.

In this environment, most signals would be blocked and could not be transmitted to the outside world. Not knowing the specific situation below, Zong Yuanming could only choose the most basic method of human reconnaissance, at most attaching small cameras to them for photographic recording.

In the vision of the purpose of truth, chaotic divine power transforms into countless tangled lines, intertwined without any order, constantly breaking apart and reconnecting, without any discernible pattern.

But in this tangled ball of yarn, she still managed to find a yellowish-brown end of the thread, which was in the direction from which the sound had just come from.

"Go over there!" ×2

Wang Yu and Cheng Feng pointed out the direction in unison.

While the others were still hesitating, they all turned their attention to them when someone pointed out the direction.

"I felt a slight breeze coming from over there, so I guess there's quite a bit of space behind it."

"My hearing is quite good; I can sense the direction from which the surrounding sounds first originate."

The two different explanations, though they didn't sound very plausible, left everyone with no other choice; they couldn't just stay put forever.

The two men pointed out a place that was mostly buried by collapsed rubble, making it impossible to see what was behind it. But as they got closer, they discovered some dark red bloodstains beneath the rubble.

"Dig it open!"

"I have a shovel, I'll do it."

The mine was not short of tools. They brought many practical tools with them when they came down. They were very useful for digging and clearing roads. If they were not afraid that the mine would collapse due to the violent fluctuations, they could have brought down a bunch of explosives.

bang bang bang!

As they worked, a large hole gradually appeared in the wall. The group wiped the sweat from their brows; the continuous drafting in the sweltering heat had left them feeling extremely exhausted.

But only seven people actually put in the effort; Cheng Feng, Wang Yu, and Sun Tu merely symbolically swung their pickaxes.

The seven people witnessed this scene and felt indignant. They were all there to work, so why weren't the others contributing?

Sun Tu is the future chosen one, so they dare not offend him. Cheng Feng is a senior figure favored by Zong Yuanming and is also the nominal leader of this team, so they dare not contradict him either. Therefore, they can only vent their resentment on Wang Yu, who seems to be the easiest to bully.

The atmosphere gradually became somewhat silent. Everyone had different thoughts, but no one showed them first... except for Sun Tu.

Perhaps he really thinks he's amazing. Ever since he was found to have the talent of a chosen one, he's looked down on everyone equally, and he's stopped pretending altogether.

Although Wang Yu and Cheng Feng were digging slowly, at least they kept moving, while he only dug a few drafts at the beginning and then stood aside watching everyone.

A moment later, the rubble was finally cleared away, and they saw the scene behind the wall.

Behind the wall was a dark and deep mine tunnel, its destination unknown.

Glug glug...

The strange sound came again, and everyone hurriedly turned on their lights, finally seeing what was making the sound.

Those are a few pieces...

A rolling stone?