"Go down."
"Why?"
"If we go down, we still have a chance to find Feng Tie. If we pull back, those two men died for nothing."
Zhou Jin looked into Lin Taichu's eyes. After a few breaths, he nodded.
"Then stay close to me."
Zhou Jin turned and continued upward. He did not take Lin Taichu back to the surface. Instead, on the hundredth floor, he found a relatively safe room.
The room was not large. It was an abandoned storage room, with stone walls on all four sides and only one Stone Gate for entry and exit. Zhou Jin set up a simple warning formation at the doorway; anyone who came near the room would trigger the alarm.
Zhao Feng settled the Guards in the corner of the room and treated Lin Taichu's wound. The gash stretched from his shoulder all the way to his elbow joint. Flesh and skin had been torn open, and the muscle tissue inside could be seen, but the bone had not been injured.
Zhao Feng took Gold Trauma Medicine out of his Storage Bag, sprinkled it over the wound, and wrapped it tightly with strips of cloth.
"Sir, you cannot put force through your left arm for at least three days. If we run into another Earth-Splitting Lizard, you won't be able to hold a blade."
Lin Taichu moved his left hand a little. His fingers could move, but his entire arm had no strength.
Zhou Jin sat beside the Stone Gate, his back against the wall, eyes closed.
"The Earth-Splitting Lizard isn't the biggest problem. The biggest problem is the person controlling the Earth-Splitting Lizard."
"Earth-Splitting Lizards aren't very intelligent. They wouldn't coordinate with the timing of the energy system being cut off and launch an attack on their own. Someone waited