Gordon and the pork chop rested on the spot for a while.

I ate some food to replenish my strength, and drank a bottle of recovery medicine, which healed some of the bumps and bruises that I inevitably suffered during the previous escape.

"Pork chops, how's it going, are you ready?"

"I haven't made a meow yet, so I'll wait a little longer!" The pork chop was tinkering with something.

Gordon leaned over to take a look, and saw that the pork chop had opened several small incendiary bombs the size of oranges containing viscous incendiary agents.

"You're in. Something for lighting? ”

"It's a meow, it's so dark in here, I can't even see things clearly."

"Isn't it too reckless to use explosives for lighting?"

"It's okay meow, I'll find a way to passivate these combustibles in the next meow, and help me get some wood and sand to meow!"

I'd like to figure it out." Gordon scratched his chin.

The sand is not difficult to get, the edge of the crack, those masonry that have been shattered by Lan Long's breath, can always be collected, and there is a lot of dust on the ground around it, which takes a little time.

But wood

Gordon glanced out twice, but didn't see Lanlong.

Visible through the rift, the view is severely limited, and only a small area can be seen, and Gordon is unable to confirm whether Lan Long has left.

His gut told him not yet.

Gordon licked his lips, came to the side of the rift, glanced left and right a few times, and took a fancy to the half-broken small tree on the ground seven or eight meters away from the rift.

It must have been blasted down from the soil layer on the outer wall of the ruins by Lan Long's breath before.

"Just right, let's try it."

Gordon took a deep breath and leaned over to burst out of the breach.

Before he had taken a few steps, he heard a fierce gust of wind behind him.

Looking back from the side, Lan Long was indeed condescending, hovering in the air above the rift, but he couldn't see it from his previous observation angle.

Several high-pressure water bombs burst out like cannonballs, and the range of this attack was not as far as that of the torrent, and the enveloping area was not wide, but the speed was very fast.

Gordon flipped on his side, narrowly avoided the bombardment of a water bomb, reached out to grab the tree, turned and ran.

The dragon swooped down with a low roar, but it was still a step too late, and Gordon, who was dragging the small tree, burrowed into the breach in the blink of an eye, and it pounced.

"Woo——!"

Feeling that he had been teased, the Arashi Dragon angrily wandered around the rift for a while, opening its huge mouth and condensing its breath, as if it had the intention of continuing to attack the rift and break through the outer wall of the ruins.

But as soon as the breath was halfway condensed, it was cut off by itself.

Lan Long roared back into the air, writhing irritably.

Hiding in the rift and noticing the scene, Gordon realizes that Lanlong is indeed jealous of the ruin.

It was reluctant to compromise the integrity of the ruins, and the breath that had opened the rift was purely due to the flashbang disrupting its vision.

Otherwise, with the power of the torrent breath, it would not be too difficult to try a few more times and blast a breach in the outer wall of the ruins that it could enter and exit.

"Hey, there's something to scare you in, too." Gordon chuckled.

"Did Gordon forget, we're in the ruins"

Gordon pulled out his knife, cut off the extra branches of the small tree in two or two strokes, and threw the arm-length trunk to the pork chop, "If you only die horizontally and vertically, it won't be terrible." ”

"I don't want to die yet!"

"Hah, then we'll have to try to find a way to survive."

The pork chop shook the tip of his ear.

It ripped a strip of cloth from Gordon's cloak, wrapped it around the trunk of a tree, and doused it with a viscous incendiary removed from the Molotov cocktail to make a torch.

The remaining incendiary bombs were mixed with sand and wood chips, resealed, and put away.

"Meow ready." The pork chop struck the flint with its paws and lit the torches.

The space inside the ruins is very wide, and the light of the torches can only barely illuminate an area of tens of meters, and there is no edge visible at all.

Gordon took the torch, "Then let's start exploring!" ”

"Why do you feel like Gordon is so excited?"

Gordon paused, and after the reminder of pork chop, he also felt that his mental state seemed to be too excited?

He took off his helmet and rubbed his face vigorously, "Maybe it's because of the dinosaur armor, the so-called 'desire to attack' is actually an impulsive emotion."

After slowly getting used to it, although everyone wants to take a bite when they don't see each other again, the whole person is, well, more excited and impulsive? ”

"Meow sober!"

"Ahem, I'll try my best, let's not wear a helmet first, it will feel better without a helmet."

Gordon slung his helmet to his waist and took two deep breaths, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?"

Gordon thought for a moment, "I remember that there was a way to explore the maze, which was to feel a wall and keep walking so that you wouldn't get lost.

Although this is a ruin, not a labyrinth, we can also use this method to walk along the edge and talk about strange situations. ”

"Got meow, I hope the fuel is enough."

Looking at the worried pork chop, Gordon took off his cat armor helmet and pressed his own dinosaur helmet again.

"Meow meow?!"

"How's it going, do you feel refreshed?"

The pork chop that was scratching the dinosaur helmet on his head was stunned and understood what Gordon meant.

"Feeling, a little hungry?"

"Delusion, you've just eaten, let's go."

"Meow"

A person and a cat are deliberately gossiping, and this gloomy ancient ruins don't seem to be so scary.

After walking like this for a few minutes, Gordon and the pork chop suddenly stopped.

There is no way out.

Ahead is an abyss with no edge in sight and no bottom in sight.

"It feels weird," the pork chop leaned over to Gordon.

"What's wrong?"

"I can probably experience the taboo of Lanlong in the next.,The feeling of meow.。

Pork Chop's gaze seemed to be subconsciously avoiding the boundless pit in front of him, and its voice trembled a little, "I feel a kind of, indescribable terrifying gaze, staring at Meow."

"Sight?" Gordon's brow furrowed, "Is there really some kind of living creature in the ruins?" ”

"No, it's not meow." Pork Chop shook his little head, "I can't describe the feeling of meow, it shouldn't be a living thing, but it's just that there is a sense of sight." ”

Gordon patted the pork chop on the head, cheering it up, then crouched down and stroked the ground at the edge of the pit.

"The edges are smooth and flat, not broken, which means that the pit is not collapsed, but the facilities that already exist in the ruins." Gordon muttered to himself.

"If we walk along the edge, we should find a staircase or a passage to the bottom of the pit."

"Do you want to go down to meow?!"

Gordon said helplessly: "If there is another way to choose, I don't want to, we are trapped here by Lanlong, so we can only gamble."

Since the 'thing' in the pit didn't jump out and kill us, it should not be able to move, or it is not something that can be moved at all.

If we can use 'it', we can scare off Lanlong"

"Don't meow!" Pork Chop suddenly screamed a little nervously, "You must not get too close to that thing!" Meow that's going crazy! ”

Although he didn't have an intuitive feeling yet, through the abnormal reaction of the pork chop, Gordon could certainly realize how ominous the things that might be encountered in front of him were.

"There's no other way."

Gordon glanced at the torch, which should still burn for a while, "Pork chop, you can rest for a while, and I'll go a little further." ”

"Then that and that and that will go down for a while."

(End of chapter)