I estimate that this time I will go out the same way, less than halfway, and I will definitely be rushed in again. After all, I'm already out of strength, and I don't have the strength to go that fast. Being able to go halfway is already an overestimate.

This time, with experience, I slowly touched the edge, sat down in a place where there was no water, and regained my strength.

I couldn't help but think, why should I be looking for this sin? Am I going to die here?

The more I think about it, the more frustrated I become, the more frustrated I become, the more I want to cry, and this crying is half a long time.

used to cry with my parents, my sister and coax, and there were people who could be angry. But no one paid attention to me when I ran here crying, and I cried in vain, so I could only throw stones at the waterhole.

Strange to say, the stones here are so light and still in the shape of a bar. Some of them are crooked, and they have a whooshing wind sound when thrown away. Some of them are big, like a shovel. There is also a thin middle and two ends thick, the same as the drum hammer of the school drum corps. I even touched a big round head, a lot of holes in the stone.

The stone wasn't thrown too far, and it didn't feel like it was sinking into the water.

Of course, none of this matters, the important thing is that I threw and threw it, and suddenly it occurred to me, why don't I feel along the edge of the waterhole? Maybe there's a hole to get out of?

Anyway, I can't figure out the direction anymore, and I can't go out the same way, so why don't I just try it, maybe I'll go out.

To be honest, I can come up with such an idea, and it is too simple. Can you go straight and go wrong, and can you drill out with a blind drill?

But even if you are young, your ideas are simple, so you dare to think, dare to say and do, and do what you do, without hesitation.

I started walking around the rock wall from the left, probably because of the long-term brushing relationship, and there are not many uneven raised rocks on this side. Walking a little inside, there is even a little mud and sand, and it feels soft.

I almost gave up on this lap, I didn't touch anything, and after walking for a long time, I came back to the same place. In the meantime, I heard two loud roars outside, rushing in a lot of water.

When I got to where I was, I heard a loud bang again.

There were three times in total, and it was only one impact after such a long time, but I actually rushed three times after touching it. It can be seen how huge this waterhole space is.

But that's not the point, the point is, there seems to be only one way out here.

I didn't hesitate this time, because I really wanted to go out, and there was only one thought in my head, which was to get out. I couldn't even be afraid, and rushed towards the huge passage one by one.

I'm obviously exhausted, and I don't know where the strength comes from, maybe it's the so-called desire to survive, but I don't understand it anyway. At this moment, only the sound of going out was hovering in my head.

However, before I could even touch the corner, the impact exploded. The sound scared me to the ground, and I thought about how to get out of the pool and start all over again.

However, a miracle happened, and when I lay down, the huge force of the impact actually swept over my back and did not take me away.

I was immediately excited, found a way to escape, and was no longer afraid of being washed back.

But before the joy went down, there was a sound of water in front of me, and a large wave of water rushed over, pushing me down directly and rushing towards the pool.

It was the water brought up by the great force, because the sound of the giant force was so loud that it drowned out the sound of the waves, and I was swept away by the giant force both times, so I never noticed that there was water rushing underneath.

I was terrified, and my hands and feet were clawed on the ground. I've been washed into the waterhole twice, and I don't want to go a third time. The third time I went, I was afraid I wouldn't have the strength to come out.

I don't know what kind of belief supported me, but I actually stuck to the ground, and my feet also kicked a depression, so that my body temporarily stopped being washed away.

Thankfully, the flood came and went quickly. I held on for a while, and while I was still in shape, the flood passed.

This time it's really a lesson and a wisdom, once the water passes, I don't dare to hesitate, I don't dare to get tired, I get up and leave. Feeling the stone wall, I quickly found the corner, and turned directly into it.

It was only when I entered this passage that I was relieved that I finally didn't want to be washed away in a loop.

I felt that my body had been hollowed out and I had no strength, but I didn't dare to give up, so I had to continue to work hard to find an exit.

Touching the stone wall, I staggered and didn't know how far I had gone. Suddenly, a familiar sound reached my ears.

At this moment, I almost collapsed. Because the sound was nothing else, it was the passage I had escaped.

I went around and around, and I actually went back to my old place. But as far as I can remember, I did go straight ahead, without turning a corner, and I don't know how I got back here.

Sitting around that corner, listening to the rumbling sound on the left, I cried for a long time.

While I was crying, two big outbursts passed by, rubbing against my feet. But I'm numb enough to be scared at all.

After crying for a long time and feeling hungry, I started to have thoughts again. It's so simple for a child to think about what is what, get up and turn around and go.

I have the impression that I have walked for a long time, but in reality, I should not have traveled very far. What made me feel like I had for a long time was my physical strength and stamina.

All I know is that I came back later, and I deliberately touched the stone wall on the other side, but I still couldn't escape this endless loop. On the contrary, it was faster than the previous time, and I got back to the same place.

I didn't get out twice, and even if I was young and ignorant, I should know that I couldn't waste my efforts.

I sat around that corner for a long time, yes, just stunned. When I cried, I felt that I didn't have the strength to cry, and I felt that crying was in vain. At that time, I felt like I had grown up a lot.

Maybe I had a five-minute break, maybe it was an hour, but I remember making a decision out of the blue. This decision was made inexplicably, and I don't think about why this decision came about.

Deciding to do so, I stood up, took a step, and walked forward. However, the direction I was going was not behind me, nor was it the direction of the waterhole. In my opinion, both of these directions are dead ends, and they are impassable. So, I went in the most daring and impossible direction. That's the direction in which the strange force is coming.

I was trying to gauge the time all the way, always on the lookout for a huge onslaught. After a few great baptisms, I have a habitual defense.

I don't know why this journey is so long, maybe it's because I'm worried all the time, so I'm walking slowly. During this time, I experienced two huge impacts, but luckily I heard a loud roar at the same moment, and I fell down, my hands and feet against the uneven rocks of the ground.

Of course, I have suffered enough to resist this great force. After carrying it twice, I knew that I would never be able to carry it a third time. As long as the third time comes, I will definitely be washed up in the big waterhole. And because the distance is longer, I may be smashed and die in the cave.

But fortunately, before the third impact, I felt the edge and finally reached the other end of this huge passage.

But this end point was much more terrifying than the big pool, and even I, who had adapted to the atmosphere of the cave and the loud noise, was completely shocked even if I couldn't see the scene in front of me at all.

One is shocked by the sound beyond the scope of tolerance, and then by the empty space, and the biggest shock comes from the extremely special environment here.

Even though I couldn't see the world in front of me at all, I could feel the scene in front of me at all. Because of that loud sound, it completely reflects everything.

This place is a huge, bottomless cave. Why do I say so sure? Because, in this place, I heard a loud noise, and it was the sound of the water of the waterfall.

The appearance of being able to make the sound fall apart can be imagined how big this space is. I would have been able to imagine that this waterfall was also very grandiose, even terrifying.

I clung to the crack in the stone at the edge of the passage, for fear of being blown away by the sound. And after hearing this sound of water, I didn't dare to go any further. Because the sound of the water falling is too loud, it reflects that there should be a bottomless hole ahead. If I go forward, I might fall down.

However, I just didn't leave, and when I got to this place, I had to go.

To put it more bluntly, after I realized the horror of this place, the third major outbreak occurred at this time.

I didn't know what was going on, I just felt a huge impact coming at me, like someone had smashed it with a sledgehammer. My whole body was instantly squeezed and painful, and my ribs seemed to be bent into my chest.

I can't describe the pain at all, and even the punishment can't be compared with this. My ribcage was squeezed, and I couldn't even scream. Just when I couldn't stand it anymore and was about to pass out, there was a loud 'bang' in the huge space, and a whirling wind pulled me out of the edge and took me into the air.

At the same time, a large amount of water rushed sideways, and I was hit head-on as I was in the air. At this point, I didn't feel anything, my consciousness was completely blurred, and I didn't know what was happening.

Now I can clearly describe all this, with the help of memories from the moment before the coma and the experience afterward.

In a daze, I felt like I was falling, and beyond the rumbling sound came from my ears, the whirring wind. I was soaking wet, and it was like falling in the water. And my body was so cold, it was completely cold deep in my bone marrow, which made me miss the sun outside very much.