The blade of bone is right next to me. This is what I put here when I first climbed to the top of the box.

I got stuck in the dent and reached out to reach for the blade, but I couldn't.

Nine freaks, already climbing the lid of the box, were so close to me that the slightest sound I made would tear me to shreds in an instant!

The two freaks whose tails had each been cut off by me had their dark green faces particularly hideous.

One of its ears tensed and hung, searching for any possible sound, poked its palm out of the lid and heard a "click!" as the hidden blade in its finger came out and slammed against the lid of the case, two fingers away from my only weapon, the Bone Blade.

It held its palm still, raised its fingers, and the sharp blades on its fingertips tapped against the lid of the box, as if thinking about something.

If it advances a little further, it will be able to touch the Bone Blade - I can't afford to lose this weapon!

Luckily, you don't make a sound when you move your eyes. I glanced around, and the freaks had silently approached me, awe, fear, excitement, and anger on their faces.

Why do they look the way they look?

Could it have something to do with the content engraved on the side of this stone box?

I suddenly heard a "click" in my ears, and at a glance, I saw that the freak whose tail had been cut off flicked the sharp blade of its fingertips, and the palm of his hand soared into the air, and he swooped forward, and saw that the place where the palm fell was just above the bone blade!

If I take back the Bone Blade, my whereabouts will be revealed, and if I allow it to take the Bone Blade, I will be left with no weapons at my disposal.

What should I do?

Do they know that I'm hiding in this humanoid dent in front of them?

The lid must be openable!

Where is the organ?

"Where's the mechanism!!" I heard myself screaming!

It's so cool!

For fear that they would hear me, I had been cautious and tiptoeing and not daring to make any sound, but now that I was a trapped beast, it was almost impossible for me to escape, so I simply shouted loudly to vent the turbidity in my chest!

The nine freaks didn't watch out for me, and they were all stunned. One guy simply rolled off the lid of the box.

The freak who raised his palm was so startled that he stopped his palm in the air and forgot to fall.

I stretched out my left hand and swept it into my arms, and my right hand groped desperately in the dents: where...... Where is it......

Over here.

My finger suddenly touched a bulge, the inside of a dent where my arm was placed, and there was a noticeable bulge!

"Hit!" I felt a burst of ecstasy, and with another loud shout, I grabbed the bulge and lifted it up.

Indifferent. I lay in the dent, motionless.

The freaks finally reacted, listened to my voice—there was no clearer signal—and roared from their throats, stretched their arms, and swooped down on me with their fingertips!

I clenched my hands into fists, pressed against the bulge, closed my eyes, and thumped to death!

I only heard the muffled sound of the "urn", and the human-shaped dent under me suddenly cracked, and my body suddenly emptied and fell.

"Zixia is here!" I didn't have time to communicate with the flames with my heart, so I shouted directly.

The flames swiftly drifted in, and with him pressed down on my faces, the faces of several freaks, their faces illuminated by the flames, covered in slime, shiny green, and their eyeless sockets filled with bloodthirsty longing.

It was the last thing I saw—the moment the flames were falling so fast that they wanted to be with me, and they had already touched the lid of the box, the lid closed.

I fell into the darkness, in this stone box.

I lay stunned, my hands subconsciously pressed towards my chest, thankfully God that the blade of bone was still in my arms.

I sat up and hit my head on something hard with a bang, and I fell back on.

Yes, I'm falling into the stone box right now, and I must have hit the lid of the stone box.

I lay in the darkness with the blade of bones in my hand.

The bulge in the dent I just touched must be the mechanism that opened the lid of this stone box, and when the dent is cracked, the lid is opened, so why did it close so quickly?

So fast, so fast that the flames didn't have time to jump in, so fast that the freaks didn't have time to touch my body!

There was a "thump" and banging sound from the lid overhead, and the freaks were still looking for me.

I lay motionless in the crate – what if they also felt the bulge in that dent?

But that bulge, where it is located, is very special, basically only people who are completely lying in the dent, can possibly grope for it, they are afraid of intellectual worries.

As it turned out, they really didn't have this intelligence.

After some beating and fumbling, I faintly heard the roar of the freaks, and then, with a jolt, the stone box was lifted, and the freaks continued to move on.

That's when I let out a sigh of relief.

It should be fine for the time being, until the stone box is carried to the freaks' gathering place.

I reached out and groped for the inside of the stone box in the dark. The bottom of the box where I was lying felt rocky, but it was much smoother and more delicate.

The pattern engraved on the outside of the stone box came to mind, I looked at it twice, the carving was rough, but the content was quite complete, if I understood correctly, it should be a "resurrection" story:

1. First of all, a freak with two tails, with a pair of big eyes, swimming in the shallow water, the shore was scattered with the remains of many people and other creatures, as well as a lot of fish heads, fish bones and so on;

2. Then, a beam of light envelops the big-eyed freak;

3. The big-eyed freak seems to have sunk to the bottom of the water, rocky, and at this time, its eyes disappear;

4. Several freaks are precipitated in the deepest and darkest places in the world, at this time, they only have eye sockets, no eyes, and their faces are hideous and angry;

5. The once big-eyed freak was placed in a rectangular box;

6. The box is divided into three layers;

7. Freaks are on the lowest floor;

8. A human boy lies on the middle floor;

9. A human girl lies on the top floor;

10. The box was opened, and the blood and eyes of the boy and girl were taken out by the freaks;

11. The things that were taken out were put into the bottom layer of the box where the freak was lying;

12. The freak came out of the box with a pair of big eyes!!

13. Big-eyed freaks swim in shallow water. In the water beside him, Shadow is full of countless freaks with eyes regrown.

This is the complete story engraved on the outside of the stone box.

I suddenly had a ringing in my ears, as if 10,000 birds were chirping wildly in my ears.

I stretched out my hand and measured the height of the stone box I was sitting in, and I went! just a distance from elbow to fingertip!

When I was outside the stone box, I saw that the height of the stone box was at least three as high!

Three!

Three!!

I'm completely sober!

There are three floors in this stone box, and I, right now, am in the top layer!

Pitfall. It's a trap at all.

It turned out that I was the one who was worried about my intelligence.

I let out a long sigh, expecting tears to roll down, but my eyes dried up, and there was not a single tear.

I lay in the stone box, my body shaking as the freaks moved.

I'm about to become a sacrifice, a sacrifice to give freaks eyes back, shallow water again, and humans and other creatures to feast again.

Wrong!

I, Meiyi, have not come to this world to be food for freaks who have been annihilated in the deepest and darkest places of the world, and certainly not to be sacrificed to these freaks!

How could I give up until the last minute!

Even at the last minute, I won't give up!

Even if I bite you to death and pull out my eyes and feed the fish, I will not fulfill you!

I sneered, and the laughter curled up silently in the dark stone box space, as if it had teeth, and gently bit at my skin.

I shuddered - if this stone box was divided into three tiers, I was on the top floor, then the second tier...... Who's in there? Is it empty?

What about the third layer? Who's in there? The former big-eyed freak?

Little by little, the chill came in. I clutched the bone blade in my hand, almost clutching water.

I struggled to roll over in the box, keeping my ears firmly pressed against the wall of the rock slab beneath me.

No movement was heard.

I reached out my finger and tapped it lightly twice, but there was still no response.

I grabbed the bone blade and slammed it down against the rock slab.

The stone box shook, and the freaks carrying the box stopped.

My scalp was numb, and life and death were in the balance! I poured all the strength of my body into the white bone blade in my hand and smashed it down again......

"Click!" the blade broke, and my heart sank, and I heard a ghostly voice coming from the crack in the rock slab wall beneath me: "You...... Why did you come?"