A Big Pit Where Any Choice is Wrong

"Let's go!" Shangxu said as he looked at the pitted mess of puddles of all sizes on the lakebed. Who knew whether another earth-shattering explosion might happen next? If they got caught in it, wouldn't they be in a real bind?

Hearing that, the group all snapped back to their senses.

Even the dazed Brother Kèpǔ was no exception. That ugly look like his whole family tree had just ascended to heaven also vanished. He couldn't keep that expression forever; someone might notice something was off.

The fifteen of them plunged into the dense fog ahead in a grand procession. The shockwave from the explosion had been fierce and domineering, but the fog covered a vast area with no visible boundary. It had only dispersed the mist around the lakewater and had not spread across the whole field.

About an hour later, aside from the lama leading the way and the cheating He Zhao, the remaining thirteen men and women were not only utterly exhausted from head to toe, but also starving.

True, none of them were ordinary people, but their bodies had yet to touch the human limit. At most, they were much sturdier than normal people, still within the realm of humanity. Thus, swimming had consumed a great deal of their stamina, and on top of that, after leaving Ghost Lake, they had marched at speed for more than sixty minutes. It would have been strange if they weren't tired.

"N-no, no, no... huff, huff, huff. I can't... I-I-I... I can walk... huff, huff, huff... walk, walk, walk... I can't move. Not moving anymore."

"Huff... I-I-I... me too... huff, huff, huff... s-s-same."

The two boys collapsed onto the icy ground and stammered between ragged gasps.

"Rest for a while first. I'll go gather some firewood. Nights on the