They Realized The Gravity Of The Problem

Chapter 43: They Realized the Gravity of the Situation

"Feng Yunhong!"

Li Weixuan's expression turned solemn.

"That's right, I believe you must have heard of this name."

The old man sighed with a weathered voice, looking as if fame was insignificant.

"All fame is like fleeting clouds."

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it."

Li Weixuan shook his head.

Not just him, everyone else made the same gesture.

What?

Feng Yunhong's expression became quite interesting in an instant.

"And I'm very sure the fourth dean of the Academy wasn't called that."

"Nonsense, you were probably not even born when I was dean, what do you know?"

Anger flared in Feng Yunhong's eyes.

"That's true, times change, it's normal not to know things from decades ago."

Li Weixuan's tone was calm.

"But I am very sure about this one thing, because the fourth dean was my grandfather."

"I'm very sure his surname is Li, and he should be on vacation in the Southern Hemisphere right now."

Li Weixuan could clearly see Feng Yunhong's expression: This old man should go get his head checked. Staying here too long makes you forget your own name.

"Li? Your grandfather's name is Li He?"

Feng Yunhong's eyes went blank as he stared for a long moment before suddenly asking Li Weixuan.

"How did you kno--"

Li Weixuan only got halfway through his sentence before he froze, instinctively turning to look at Fu Qian.

It wasn't just him; all the students turned simultaneously, their gazes fixed on Fu Qian standing in the distance.

Finally realized the gravity of the situation?

Fu Qian nodded at everyone, pointing at Feng Yunhong.

"See? An example."

This is what you call a genius's intuition, see?

Although the information was quite insufficient when I made the deduction, the facts proved that the most terrifying nightmare had come true.

"What's wrong with you all?"

Feng Yunhong also noticed the strangeness.

"Elder Feng..."

Li Weixuan swallowed.

"You know my grandfather?"

"Of course, he was my deputy when I was dean. This kid has excellent talent, especially his stable state of mind, he's got potential."

Feng Yunhong stroked his beard, recalling the past.

"But to say he was the fourth dean is simply absurd. He hadn't even fully grown up then, how could they let him be dean!"

Li Weixuan took a deep breath and looked back.

This mental blow was terrifying. All the students' eyes were filled with confusion, their hope extinguished.

It's actually just like that guy said!

Once you enter here, all information from the outside world is erased, and no one will remember you.

Reinforcements really aren't coming!

Only Fu Qian stood there, still observing Feng Yunhong with interest.

"Elder Feng, the facts I've learned might be different from what you think."

Li Weixuan swallowed, carefully choosing his words.

"My grandfather was indeed the fourth dean of the Academy, but before him, there was a considerable vacancy in the dean's position.

As for your name, I'm sorry, but there's no related information that has been passed down."

Seeing Feng Yunhong's expression crumble again, Li Weixuan explained while greeting Fu Qian.

"Regarding why this is happening, we've deduced a possible reason. My student will explain the specifics to you."

After calling Fu Qian over, Li Weixuan quickly stepped aside to compose himself.

Fu Qian floated forward and greeted the elder, then restated his deductions about the characteristics of the ruins.

When he finished, not only was Old Master Feng stunned, but the team members, forced to hear it all again, were even more dejected, their faces ashen.

What kind of evil place was this!

"Old Master Feng, if you don't mind, may I ask a few questions?"

After giving Feng Yunhong half a minute to process, Fu Qian spoke again.

"Ask away."

Feng Yunhong responded in a deep voice, no longer possessing his previous vigor.

"According to you, you've been trapped here for a long time?"

"Yes, that was many years ago."

Feng Yunhong looked up, his eyes lost.

"My lucid moments have become fewer and fewer over the years, making it hard to estimate the exact time. However, Li He's grandson is already this old, so it's likely been close to a hundred years."

"At first, I didn't understand why no one came looking for me after I went missing for so long. I never expected such strangeness to be involved."

"So, when you entered, your strength was already quite high?"

"What do you need to know that for?"

Feng Yunhong frowned and glanced at Fu Qian.

"I was only fifth tier back then, but after all these years, I've finally made some progress."

"I can see that."

Fu Qian nodded.

"During this time, have any other people stumbled in here?"

"Too many. Don't you see those monsters outside?"

"Were there any as powerful as you?"

What exactly is this guy trying to do?

The surrounding group watched Fu Qian, utterly bewildered.

He's rambling on asking a bunch of useless questions. Do you want someone to take you as a disciple or something?

Never mind the seniority issue, everyone is trapped here and can't get out. What use are you?

"There were a few experts, it's true."

Feng Yunhong pondered for a moment.

"But none of them lasted. They were consumed by this place."

"Understood, thank you for clarifying."

Fu Qian said thank you with a grin.

The next moment, he took a step back, using the movement to cover his actions as he pulled something out and flicked it towards Feng Yunhong.

"Are you crazy?"

The latter's voice was a mix of shock and anger. At such close range, by the time Feng Yunhong realized it, he had almost no way to dodge and was directly hit.

Not only him, but everyone, including Li Weixuan, was greatly surprised, not understanding what Fu Qian was doing.

They could now see clearly that what Fu Qian had thrown was a bloody finger.

Could it be his own finger? Did he tear off his own finger to use as a projectile?

This guy is truly not right in the head!

However, the next moment, everyone was frozen in place.

After hitting Feng Yunhong, the finger didn't bounce to the ground. Instead, it pierced directly into his body.

Is he that fragile?

Feng Yunhong looked down at the finger embedded in him, his expression becoming extremely strange.

The next moment, the half of the finger still exposed melted like a candle, flowing into Feng Yunhong's body without leaving a trace.

Simultaneously, a twisted, inhuman smile spread across Feng Yunhong's face!

This guy really is problematic!

Fu Qian clutched the wound where the finger had been, feeling that the injury was worth it.

The next moment, Fu Qian raised both hands and shouted a famous quote that was deeply etched in his memory.

"Silly kids, run!"

Huh? Most people were still reeling from the shocking scene just moments ago, completely failing to understand what Fu Qian was shouting.

"Run where!"

Feng Yunhong's chilling voice echoed.

Amidst muffled explosions, his massive body detonated into a storm of flesh and blood.

An indescribable, ferocious power instantly swept through everyone nearby.