Loerfran chose the direction he was facing when he fell, he didn't know how long he had walked in the unfathomable front, he forgot to bring his watch, but I'm afraid time is useless here, except for artificial light sources, everything is swallowed up by this abyss.

He hadn't seen anything along the way, and at first he thought he would be able to find his way as long as he came across one or two corpses here, but now he wasn't sure if he had gone wrong in the first place.

Loerflan stopped, he needed to calm down and think, blindly moving forward would only be exhausted halfway, the island is so big, how big can this abyss be? There is a sea on all sides, according to the convention, he has already come to the end of one side, if the routine is not here, then there must be something else that can break the convention.

Something else?

Loerflan's pupils widened slightly, he looked around again, just now he thought of 'something else', and here he saw only one thing at the moment, he lowered his head, the bed under his feet!

It's the only thing he's been gone for so long.

Loerfran leaned down against the bed, trying to hear a little sound, but there was still nothing, but for now, the bed was his only breakthrough.

He picked up the dagger and slashed it twice, it was very hard, but standing on it gave the impression that the bed was indeed soft, and he jumped on it twice, and found nothing.

Just as he sat down to think about it again, he thought of something, a conveyor belt! He had an idea, if this bed was a conveyor belt, and he was walking in the opposite direction of the bed's teleportation, then he would never reach the end.

The sense of direction was useless here, so he didn't even feel like he was actually walking a distance just now.

With this conjecture, he has to prove this conjecture next, if this conjecture is correct, he can find the exit, if it is not correct, he can only wait here to die or cut the major artery with a dagger and slowly bleed to death, and he will not feel pain anyway.

The distance that the flashlight can illuminate is about four meters, Loerfran stared at the end of the lamppost and walked forward step by step, counting the time in his mind as he walked, his step was about 80 centimeters, one step and one second, he needed to count 5 seconds to reach the end of the light pillar.

"One, two, three, four, five. ”

He stopped, this is four meters, he put the dagger in this position and returned to the original position with the help of the light, now he has to go backwards in the direction of the dagger, shorten the distance to 40 centimeters, so that it will take him 10 seconds to retreat to the position where the dagger is.

Loerfran glanced at the dagger behind him to make sure he wasn't going in the wrong direction, and he hit the light on his toes and began to retreat.

"One, two, three, four, five, six. Before he could count seven, he had already stepped on the dagger.

Loerfran smiled and breathed a long sigh of relief, and for a moment he thought of his own stupid despair.

He followed this method and tested another direction that was different from the one he had just done, and sure enough, it took just the right amount of time.

This also means that his conjecture is correct, the bed is alive, it is moving, surging in one direction like a river, and since the direction of the bed's movement has been determined, he only needs to keep walking in the same direction as the bed, so that he may be able to reach the exit.

But, just as he was relieved, another conjecture came to him, and this conjecture was very bad, what if the bed was circular?

Putting aside another conjecture, Loerfran began to walk in the direction of the bed, walking much faster than before, leaving him little time to either return to the tent before dawn or be placed on the missing list and then be discovered.

He memorized the numbers in his mind, and once the numbers exceeded the number he had originally anticipated, it meant that he was actually sitting on the merry-go-round.

Sweat lying on his face, if he doesn't use his hands to wipe it, he can't feel that he is sweating, Loerfran doesn't feel tired, this is a very dangerous thing, although he doesn't feel tired, but his body is consuming energy, if some of the previous commissioners are not aware of this problem, they are likely to suddenly faint halfway, and they don't feel tired.

Drain and drain.

Loerfran stopped suddenly, he heard a little sound, which would disappear again, he was sure that he had heard correctly, his hearing had always been very sensitive, and in his youth, in absolute silence, he could even hear the heartbeat of his enemies.

And it's absolutely quiet place!

Boom.

There is the sound of water droplets!

Loerfran looked around, still nothing, but there was no mistake, there was a sound, which indicated that an exit from the abyss was near him.

He no longer runs, but walks slowly, grasping any sound, and if he finds the source of the sound, he can find the direction of the exit.

Boom. Purple salsa.

Loerflan looked up slowly, it was just the sound of water drops and the wind blowing leaves, it was clear, and it was just above him!

How could that be?" said Loelleflan with a cold look in his eyes.

Above him, a riverbed was rippling, bamboo leaves were scattered everywhere, water droplets were clear and wavering, stone rocks towered over the riverbed, its bottom was deeply embedded in the water, the light was bright and soft, and the environment he was in was completely different from the clouds and mud.

None of the lights penetrated below, and if he hadn't heard them, he would never have seen the sight above.

Although the riverbed was very wide, the whole area could be seen at a glance, and Loerfran slowly stepped back, he didn't have to follow the bed, the exit was above him, and the question was how to get to it.

He picked up the dagger and tried to throw it into the sky to see if he could pass through it from below, but strangely enough, the riverbed was not very far away from him, but the dagger he threw was always some distance away from it, and he couldn't go up from below, so there was only one possibility, and the entrances to the top were on both sides.

Loerflan looked to the side, gritted his teeth and hesitated, and walked over to make sure he didn't stray from the riverbed with each step he looked up.

There was no end, the riverbed was still above him, and Loerfran continued to walk forward, his body feeding him less and less energy, his throat was dry and hoarse without water, and when the gas hit the trachea, it was like a small microwave hitting the dry and cracked wall, and Loerfran coughed bitterly.

His whole neck was numb, he heard his own coughing, soreness, thirst, dizziness followed, all his senses returned, and he pounded against Lorfran's body over and over again.

He could no longer support his body, and the whole person fell to the ground, his naked voice and shadow were reflected on the surface of the riverbed above, and when the reagent had taken effect, he faded into nothingness and returned to his original state.

Loerflan wanted to stand up, but he didn't have the strength to use it, and the impact of the sensory return made his consciousness wake up and fall asleep, and he stopped struggling, lying flat on the ground and trying to relax his whole body, so that his body could adjust to the return of his senses.

The riverbed grew farther and farther away from him as he felt the bed move, and finally his gaze returned to darkness.

The sound returned to his ears, and Loerfran felt that his entire back seemed to be supported by a pair of hands, and a wave of microwaves rose and fell all over his body, and he opened his eyes, and the scene around him behind the fleeting white light was spliced into his vision little by little.

Loerflan turned his head slightly to see that he was floating on the riverbed, his body reinforcing after absorbing the first breath of fresh air.

He turned over and swam to the bank of the river, and quickly sat up and looked at the bottom of the river, the clear bottom was full of rock debris falling from above, and he couldn't see the bed below, he didn't know how he could lie here, and he gave up the last moment his consciousness dissipated.

Five months ago, Luo Feng went down the abyss alone without telling him, and the suicide note he left reads:

None of those children could live, and when they entered the abyss, they saw absolutely not gods, but demons.

The children who didn't make it out are still lying there, and I want to take them home, at the very least, so that their souls don't suffer and fear there.

Maybe you don't understand, especially Loreflan, I'm just tired and want to take advantage of the end of my life to let these children sleep forever.

As a result, he did not come out, where his soul was hiding, and where was he afraid.

After that, the Abyss Project was opposed by many high-level officials, and some even proposed to resign, and it was at that time that Wenliu Industry fell to the bottom in an instant, and the plan was forced to stop, and the branch and the headquarters broke up not without reason, and the Abyss Project was the main reason.

After the plan was stopped, Loelleflan returned to Luo Feng's hometown, he needed to take care of his family, he was uncomfortable during that time, the departure of his best friend made a hot-blooded young man a decadent man, and tobacco and alcohol did not help him much.

It took him three months to understand the meaning of Luo Feng's suicide note, and the answer he finally got was - human nature.

Humanity gave him the choice to save those souls.

Loerflan sat at his desk and smiled wryly, letting the smoke burn his skin.

It was also at that time that he decided to enter the abyss, and he fulfilled the last wish of his best friend, and brought his soul out with him, regardless of whether it was a god or a demon living in Pandora.

What he didn't expect was that five months later, the headquarters restarted the Abyss Project, which made him have to change his original plan, and the action became more difficult, because of Luo Feng's precedent, it was impossible for him to enter the Abyss quietly and rely on his own ability.

Therefore, he had to rely on external forces, and two weeks ago he bought that reagent through some special channels, which could help him avoid everyone's attention, and as for the price, that is, the side effects of the people who sold these reagents, so far, have not been highlighted in him.

Loerfran gasped for breath, and he lay on the shore and drank a few sips of the river's water, which was somewhat salty, and it seemed that the water was probably from the sea outside.

Taking advantage of the time for the body to adapt to the environment, he looked around, this is a water hole, there is only one exit, he can only choose to go out from there, only one is fine, don't hesitate so much.

The flashlight and dagger were not around, the only thing he could rely on now was his body, and he walked along the stone wall to the exit, close to the exit, he heard the sound of the water, this is a passage, as for where it leads can only be known after passing through.

The hole was not very large, barely able to pass through a person, Loerfran was very careful, his skin was exposed to the outside, he could not be injured, it was not a good thing to have a wound in an environment he did not know, the blood would attract something, and if there was a gamble that penetrated the wound, he would definitely die.

Staggering down, Loerflan reached the end of the cavern, and there was a light outside, a glimmer of crystals and stalactites from the walls that illuminated the inside.

In front of him was a rope bridge, full of sharp rocks and crystals, and Loerflan looked at the end of the rope bridge, and there was another hole, and he had no choice but to go there.

Loerfran took a breath and shook the rope bridge vigorously with both hands to make sure there was no problem, and then began to slowly move along the rope to the opposite side.

The light emanating from all around him shone on his body, revealing a cold light that was being scrutinized.

He heard the sound of crawling under the rope bridge, the grinding of his hard body against the crystal, and he didn't look at it, and he didn't choose to look for it until he saw it.

Because most likely, fear is watching you, including your every move in search of fear.