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"It really was possible..." Yano said after pondering for a few seconds. "They might have encountered some anomaly they couldn't defeat and had no choice but to perish together with it..."
"Good thing we ran fast. Otherwise, we might've gotten dragged down with them." The Fisherman grumbled, but it was clear from his tone that he was no longer as angry as before.
The three of them worked together to lift a mine cart with rollers beneath it onto the tracks, then placed Huangfu Sha inside. These carts had been maintained well; the rollers underneath were tightly wrapped in oiled paper, with barely any signs of rust. The Fisherman gave the back of the cart a light push, and it slid several meters down the tracks.
Sun Hang toyed with the pistol in his hand as he walked. "Once we find the exit, you take her up to the surface. The Federation's rescue team might not come, but after being bombed like that, it should be fairly safe up there now."
"Us?" The Fisherman froze. "You're not coming up with us?"
"I want to follow them and find out what those Anglo-Saxon Hunters are really after," Sun Hang said.
He didn't tell them that his reason for going underground wasn't the Anglo-Saxon Hunters, nor was it for trial points, but for that dream that had appeared in the woods.
The Nameless Island laboratory in that dream felt incomparably familiar to Sun Hang. He could be certain that he—or rather, the owner of some fragment of memory in his mind—had once lived here for a long time.
Since waking up, this was the closest he had come to uncovering the truth behind his amnesia. He absolutely couldn't let this chance slip away.
"You want to go deeper in?" The Fisherman's