specially ordering a nutritious porridge for Xiaoyue. 。He knew that people who hadn't eaten for a long time needed porridge to warm their stomachs and nourish them, otherwise they would have diarrhea....Wang Lin stretched his head down and saw that beneath the precipice, darkness was like a huge piece of silk cloth, enveloping everything tightly.

In this boundless darkness, occasionally, a gust of wind blows through, swaying the trees on the edge of the cliff, making a rustling sound, like a whisper from nature echoing in this dark corner.

Below this pitch-black precipice, mystery and the unknown abound, inspiring a sense of awe.

It stands like a silent guardian, protecting the secrets of this land, waiting for brave explorers to unveil its veil.

Wang Lin stood up, thought for a moment, then turned and left. Soon after, he returned, carrying several sets of clothes. He threw the clothes over the cliff edge and then tied them together one by one to make a simple rope.

His desire had completely shattered his last vestiges of reason. He tied the rope to a tree and began to climb down, point by point, without a care whether the rope was secure.

He climbed down several meters, but the cliff remained bare. He started to feel uneasy. If he slipped, it would be a quick and messy end.

He climbed down another ten meters, the rope was already at its limit, but he didn't stop for a moment, still climbing down non-stop.

Upon closer inspection, his eyes were bloodshot at some point. He gasped for breath with open mouth, and mysterious whispers constantly echoed in his ear, enticing him to delve deeper and further.

Even the second brother had been swayed by the murmurs, his mind swirling like a zombie.

After an unknown amount of time crawling, I finally saw a place that resembled a cave entrance. However, I say "resembled" because the entrance was too small, like a mouse hole.

Wang Lin dazedly crawled to the mouth of the cave, mumbling softly. The voice that he was constantly hearing seemed to be emanating from this very opening. He pounded the entrance with his fists, trying to make it larger.

Even until his hands were bloody and raw, the opening didn't widen at all. If he were in his right mind, he wouldn't be stupid enough to punch a stone with his fists.

Now, he seemed to be in a trance, still relentlessly pounding the stones. Until one moment, his eyes rolled back, and he plummeted straight down.

A few seconds later, Lao Er woke up first, sensing the current situation. He instantly got goosebumps.

He hurriedly took control of Wang Lin's body, extending his bloody and mangled hand to grab at the protruding stones on the cliff.

Just now it was a fist hitting a stone, the wound was on the back of the hand, now the wound has averaged out, and the palm continues to bleed when rubbing against the stone.

Lao Er endured the intense pain in his hand, keeping his fingers curled. Fortunately, heaven rewards the diligent, and he finally managed to stop at a crevice in the stone.

He took a deep breath, the tension easing slightly. He looked around, but the depth below was still immeasurable and the top remained out of sight.

"Don't do it or you won't die! If you want to die, just do it yourself, don't drag me down with you! I've only been alive for two months, haven't lived enough yet! Damn it! You idiot!"

Scolding Wang Lin to a pulp, but unfortunately, no matter how much scolding there is, it won't change the current situation.

Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, he realized that just now, for a long time, he felt like he had fainted and had no memory of it. This was almost impossible.

"Carefully recalling what happened before and after he fainted, 'It seemed like I heard some low whispers then I just didn't know anything.'"

"The problem is with those sounds on top" He looked up at the sheer cliff face with fear. "We can't go up there!"

He rested for a while on a protruding rock, then started to climb down.

After climbing about another hundred meters, he finally reached the bottom of the cliff. As his feet touched the ground, he burst into laughter with joy. Feeling the pulse of the earth beneath him, the anxiety in his heart gradually subsided.

Although the surroundings were still dark, the solid feeling underfoot gave a strange sense of security.

He took a deep breath and decided to continue on, exploring this unknown world.

For some reason, as he reached the bottom of the cliff, the mysterious energy he had absorbed in the mansion that morning began to stir.

He experimented little by little, and found that the more he moved in one direction, the more active the energy became, while the reverse would gradually lead to its quietude.

Walking in one direction for dozens of meters, he came across a lake. The lake wasn't very large, only about ten meters in diameter.

He walked around the lake, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. "This mysterious energy seems to want to enter the lake!"

"But I'm a landlubber, what am I going to do"

He paced back and forth, and within a few breaths, he had made his decision. "All in! The bold will starve, the timid will die of hunger, let's gamble it all, turn this bicycle into a motorcycle!"

He placed his clothes, shoes, and phone on the bank, then broke a branch off a nearby tree and stuck it into the lake to test the depth of the water.

Finding that the water was not deep, he carefully stepped into the lake. Guided by the fluctuations in mystical energy, he constantly adjusted his direction.

Walk to the left-center of the lake. The level of mystical energy's activity has reached its peak. Walking in any direction will decrease its activity level.

He stood still, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for an opportunity to arise.

Ten minutes later, he reluctantly opened his eyes, looked around, scratched his head and muttered, "Why! Why is there nothing here! It's always like this in the novels, isn't it They're lying to me!"

Everything remained calm all around. He tried again, but it was still the same. He touched his chin thoughtfully, "Could it be on top"

Looking up at the sky, it was overcast like a giant pot pressing down. Only one moon hung alone in the mist, faint and hazy.

Lao Er took a deep breath. The body standing in the lake water suddenly jumped, "Not tall enough"

Then, he put all his strength into it, jumping with all his might. At the highest point, he even cleared the water's surface, but everything around him remained as before, without any sign of abnormality.

I don't believe this is true, there's nothing around here and nothing on top either. It couldn't be underground, could it

He kept jumping up and down, but there was still no effect. "It can't really be underground, can it"

He took a deep breath, dove headfirst into the water, and frantically groped through the mud. Besides stones, he found nothing.

He angrily stomped his foot on the ground.

"Ouch!"

A sharp pain shot up from his foot, a stone had caught it. He picked up his foot and paddled frantically in the water.

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