Liu Di showed no fear and jumped into the cave after them.
Mo Yu's face turned slightly pale. With no way forward or back, he gritted his teeth and jumped in as well.
Inside the cave.
The flashlight in Qin Changhe's hand could only illuminate a small patch of space ahead.
Beneath the entire cave lay a tunnel, narrow, cramped, damp, and stuffy.
In the flickering light, it was vaguely visible that the tunnel stretched on for quite a distance.
Bulin condensed a brick in her hand and walked while weighing it in her palm.
Tap, tap, tap.
A rapid, fine clicking sound came from Mo Yu's chattering teeth.
Liu Di looked at Mo Yu and lightly patted his shoulder. "Scared?"
"I'm not—"
Mo Yu had barely uttered three words when his head suddenly lit up.
The sensation was strangely familiar. Liu Di had used a similar ability when exploring Liu Zhengqing's underground laboratory.
Pharaoh's Light-Control DNA.
The scene was so similar. Mo Yu was like a light bulb.
He sighed softly and accepted reality. "I'm not scared."
Qin Changhe glanced back, his expression astonished. This was presumably another kind of technology he did not understand.
But Liu Di was carefully observing their surroundings.
The soil along the walls and around the cave entrance was extremely irregular, seemingly the result of a natural collapse.
Yet upon closer inspection, claw marks could still be seen hidden within. Every excavation left five finger-like traces, roughly five to ten centimeters long. They looked like the work of a primate—more precisely, a human.
The group walked forward for more than ten meters.
Then they suddenly saw intermittent gray brick walls exposed along both sides.
Mo Yu chuckled. "This should be some kind of underground air-raid shelter. Qin Changhe must be seeing things. I'm not