sbdcsierra Chapter 337 Unlucky Tian Youjin
Chapter 337 Unlucky Tian Youjin
While Cheng Feng and the others were enjoying hotpot and singing, Tian Youjin was having a rather unfortunate time.
Because Cheng Feng had already dealt with the danger of the Roaring Spring, Tian Youjin's team made very smooth progress, and it could even be said that they were getting a little bored.
Moreover, it's already past 2 AM. I drove all day, and then tonight I had to carry out a last-minute mission to kill Cheng Feng and the others.
This has meant they haven't slept for almost 24 hours.
In order to catch up with Cheng Feng's progress, Tian Youjin did not allow them to set up camp and rest.
Therefore, people in the team would occasionally yawn and rub their eyes silently. If they weren't well-trained, some of them would probably have fallen behind by now.
Just as they arrived in the tomb where the man-eating clam lived, in a daze.
Tian Youjin, who had just stepped into the water, suddenly felt weak in the legs and almost fell in.
Fortunately, his subordinates caught him in time, preventing him from kneeling in the water.
"Boss, if it really doesn't work out, let's find a place to rest. I think you're not quite ready to go on either."
His subordinates helped Tian Youjin up while offering words of comfort.
Tian Youjin frowned, about to say something, when suddenly his eyes widened and his face turned visibly red.
He shakily broke free from his subordinates' support and pointed downwards, saying:
"Faster...hiss...faster..."
Fortunately, his subordinates weren't idiots like Da Sha Chun, and they didn't ask him what he was doing.
His men first had Jiao brought back to the ground, and then they quickly began to examine his lower body.
A seashell was stuck between Tian Youjin's calf, and blood was seeping from his trouser leg.
"Boss, just bear with me, I'll get this thing down right away."
As he spoke, his subordinate drew a dagger and tried to stab it into the edge of the shell.
Unfortunately, the shell of the man-eating clam was tightly connected, and the knife couldn't be inserted at all. Moreover, he was afraid that if he used too much force, he might accidentally stab Tian Youjin.
"Come quickly and help! This seashell is too strong!"
Several experienced mercenaries approached, and soon an old smoker pulled out his lighter.
After roasting the biting clam over a flame for a while, the force holding Tian Youjin in its jaws loosened and it fell to the ground.
"Alright, hurry up and bandage the boss up."
Tian Youjin gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain in his leg, cursing his bad luck inwardly. So many people went into the water, but in the end, only he was the one who got caught.
After bandaging his wounds, Tian Youjin lost all interest in continuing his journey and immediately ordered everyone to set up camp and rest.
Most importantly, he realized that Cheng Feng and the others also arrived on the same day, even if they had rested a little longer than them.
But it's already past 3 a.m., so it's time to stop and rest.
Just as he expected, Cheng Feng and the others finished their meal and went back to their warm sleeping bags to rest.
Because Cheng Feng was there, everyone slept soundly until after nine o'clock in the morning.
While everyone was having breakfast, Cheng Feng arrived outside the cave.
Because of the fog, the forest looks eerie even during the day.
The green vegetation, shrouded in a light mist, made even the green, a symbol of life, seem eerily strange.
"Where could the three-legged toad be? Could it be that the King of the South Sea has raised a giant Lai Ke Bao as the guardian beast of the Thunder-Listening Artifact?"
Lost in thought, Cheng Feng lit a cigarette and began puffing away by the cave entrance.
After thinking about it, Cheng Feng rejected the guess. According to Wu Sansheng, the real Thunder City is actually an underground tower-shaped building.
It was filled with bronze, which served as a means of transmitting thunder.
Golden toads would have a hard time surviving there; the tower-like structure combined with the massive thunder generated by the bronze conduction would ensure that there wouldn't be a single insect within a hundred meters.
Where could it be?
Having absolutely no clue what to do, Cheng Feng had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being. Compared to the Jianmu seed, controlling lightning was more important.
Choosing to selectively abandon something when necessary can also be a form of wisdom.
For example, Cheng Feng still has no intention of completing the task of clearing out the blood corpses in the Snake Swamp Ghost Realm.
After packing their belongings, the group once again ventured into the deep forest to search for the entrance to Thunder City.
"Zhang Qiling, did Wu Sansheng explain how he found the entrance to Thunder City?"
Chen Wenjin asked questions as she walked.
Zhang Qiling shook his head. He had already recounted all the information he had learned from Wu Sansheng before coming here.
Wu Sansheng knew very little about this forest. The fact that he was able to enter Thunder City alive was simply due to the protagonist's halo.
Unlike Cheng Feng and his group, Wu Sansheng's team descended the cliff by parachute.
Then, as soon as they landed, they were hit by the trap, feeling as if they had fallen into a pit.
After things returned to normal, I found myself in Thunder City.
They were even luckier when they left; they were chased around by a wild boar with half its head gone.
In the end, they actually found a secret passage leading to the Roaring Spring. It can only be said that God didn't want him to die; even if he wanted to, it would be difficult for him to die.
"Old Cheng, is the fog getting thicker the further we go?"
After carefully observing the fog concentration before and after, Yang Xueli asked.
"The fog is indeed thicker here, but don't worry, even if it's thick, it won't poison you."
The bear next to him was wearing a thick sheepskin mask, which effectively shut his talkative mouth.
Cheng Feng kept his word; the sheepskin mask had to be arranged for him.
The group was quite lucky; after walking for so long, they hadn't encountered any attacks yet.
However, no clues were found about Thunder City.
"Searching aimlessly like this is too inefficient. Everyone, let's think of a solution, otherwise we'll waste another day waiting until it gets dark."
Chen Wenjin raised her wrist to check the time and found that it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.
She specifically checked the time when it got dark last night, and she remembered very clearly that it was 4:20 PM.
So there are only three hours left in the daytime.
"Let's go deeper into the poisonous fog. Old Cheng has keen senses; he can sense if there's a space underground."
Yang Xueli looked at Cheng Feng as she spoke.
Cheng Feng nodded in agreement with her suggestion, showing her respect.
"If no one objects, let's go."
In this deep forest, the poisonous fog seemed to be divided into several levels, with the concentration of the fog increasing by a step every kilometer or so.
The group has been walking for almost two hours.
At this point, the surrounding poisonous fog had become so thick that it was impossible to distinguish between a person and a ghost twenty meters away.
"Should we continue? If the fog gets any thicker, we won't be able to see our hands in front of our faces!"
Huo Ling secretly kept a watchful eye on the surrounding movements, and the obstructed view made her feel a little uneasy.
With a splash, Zhang Qiling, who was walking in front, stepped into the muddy water.
As the group continued forward, the path beneath their feet began to become muddy, and the mud grew deeper and deeper.
They stopped when they reached a bubbling mud pit.
"We need to find a place to camp as soon as possible, it will be completely dark in twenty minutes."
After glancing at his watch, Chen Wenjin addressed the group.
"The ground here is too muddy. Let's find a suitable place nearby to set up the hammock."
Seeing that it was too late to leave this area, they could only adapt to the local conditions.
The group then turned and left the mud pit, beginning to search for a suitable location in the surrounding area.
After taking only a few steps, Cheng Feng frowned and looked back at the mud pit.
A particularly large bubble rose from the mud pit, bursting open and spewing out a lot of muddy water.
"Those of you who smoke, be careful. There should be a biogas digester down there. Don't accidentally blow it up."