"Where exactly was Chu Han? Where?" Gao Shaohui had practically gone mad searching the island. He had scoured every corner of the isolated island and wished he could dig three feet into the ground.
"He was clearly on the island!" Wang Cai was equally baffled. "The coordinates are completely correct. He's on the island."
"I searched the trees too. Nothing!" Gao Shaohui jumped down from the top of an exceptionally tall tree, drenched in sweat.
Wang Cai swallowed, his face full of terror. "Could this be some paranormal event? Could he have entered an alternate dimension?"
"You think this is Yin Yang Valley? Alternate dimension, my ass." Gao Shaohui rolled his eyes at Wang Cai, then suddenly thought of something. "Can you only sense two-dimensional coordinates?"
Wang Cai snapped irritably, "What other kind of coordinates would there be?"
As soon as the words fell, both their pupils contracted. Then they slowly looked down at the island's ground.
"No way, right?" Wang Cai asked in disbelief.
Gao Shaohui frowned. "This island is indeed completely untouched, with no signs of development whatsoever. It's such a tiny place in the middle of the Pacific. The chances of anyone even discovering it are extremely low, let alone taking an interest in it."
"So an underground space is completely impossible!" Wang Cai thought until his head hurt. "With the capabilities of humans in the civilized era..."
"But the Mysterious Family could do it." Gao Shaohui cut him off, his voice growing increasingly solemn. "And above the Mysterious Family, there are even more possibilities."
"Could there really be something down there?" Wang Cai's eyes widened. "Some family's secret base?"
Gao Shaohui shook his head helplessly. "It's not the Gao Family, anyway. But one thing is certain: the entrance has closed now, and only Chu Han got