I suddenly cried and laughed, "I thank you, you still know what it means to be afraid?"

She turned her head to look behind me, "If we both step back, can we get out?"

I thought about it, "Forget it, let's go up."

"So, are you afraid?"

She doesn't ask, I'm not angry, she asks like this, I just want to scold my mother.

I've never seen anything like it! Can you not be afraid?

Then again, are you afraid of a hammer?

She chose to be the anchor to die, and I chose to accompany her to die, now what else can I do except grit my teeth and move forward?

"I'm not afraid! Let's go!"

Our footsteps moved little by little, and the staircase not only swallowed up the light, but also the sound disappeared here.

It stands to reason that such an empty place, a little bit of Tokyo, may be able to produce an echo.

However, I stomped until I was numb, and the sound I made was still minimal.

The stairs above me seemed to be endless, and I don't know how long it took for my legs to become sore.

Xia Min's condition was even worse than mine, and she had to gasp a few times with every step.

I looked down at the time, rubbing my sore legs, "It's been almost an hour."

"Let's take a break, I can't stand it."

In the past few days, this is the first time Xia Min has taken a soft suit.

No matter what my reaction was, I sat on the steps and said I wouldn't leave.

The live broadcast room was still lively, Xia Minqiang cheered up and played the role of a conscientious tour guide.

After a pause, I looked at the time, "Let's go on, we can't stay here all the time, can we?"

This walk is three hours.

The hour hand pointed to 5 o'clock, and I did a rough math, and we walked half the night!

But the steps in front of me are still one after the other, endlessly.

That's when I remembered something even more desperate.

We were indoors, there was no light on either side, and the sunlight from outside couldn't get in.

This also means that relying on the sun to fade away the darkness, this road should be impassable.

The so-called house leak was rained overnight, and the ship was late and encountered a head wind.

The flashlight in my hand flickered a few times and went out completely.

Nowadays, our only light source is Xia Min's palm-sized mobile phone screen.

Xia Min buried her head in her knees: "Hey."

I took off my backpack and said, "Let's eat first."

She slowly raised her head and rubbed her unkempt head with one hand, "Do you still have the heart to eat?"

"Or else?"

I handed her the compressed biscuit, "The body and brain need nourishment, unless you want to be stuck here forever."

That being said, I don't have a bottom in my heart.

While it was time for her to eat, I took out everything I could use in my backpack.

I did have a lot of things to prepare, but as I am concerned, there is really nothing that can be used.

At this point, I looked at the orange-yellow climbing rope.

The inside of the rope is divided into two strands, and when you pull it open from the back, you can see the emergency wire rope hidden in it.

I pumped out along the tail end, and the wire was at least a few dozen meters larger.

I fastened my phone to the wire and yelled at Min, "Give me a phone."

After getting Xia Min's phone, I turned on the video call between the two of us, so that I could see the situation in real time.

The phone keeps being lowered, and a light gradually appears in front of the camera.

The light was blurry, a bit like a magnified light bulb, and nothing could be seen except glare at it.

Xia Min's gaze also stayed on the screen: "Exit, will it be down there?"

Looking at her expression, she was obviously moved.

I rubbed my chin hard, the slight tingling of my stubble to keep me awake.

"Either where there is light is the road, it may be a bigger trap."

Xia Min sighed, "Then what now?"

I smacked my teeth, "Let's take inventory."

Judging from the current situation, the food should be enough to last for two days, and Xiao Min's three mobile phones are all lit up with red lights.

The only good news is that I still have a solar panel on me.

I took my mobile phone and dialed Ji Canghai.

Uncle Xingya hates me now, but with his character, he will definitely not die without help.

After the phone was connected, it was not a ringtone, but a moan.

The moaning wave after wave, like a terminally ill man, was wailing in my ear.

Xia Min stared at the screen and couldn't stop swallowing his saliva.

"I read a book before that said hell is all this kind of screaming."

I looked at her a little speechlessly, "Do you think it's appropriate to say this at this juncture?"