Drawing Lots to Decide Who Would Scout
"Did anything else happen when you came down from the Twelfth Floor?" Dai Wenqian called out. "What about the Man-Eating Flower below the Elevator Shaft?"
"It's still alive and kicking down there," Xu Huo said. "Doesn't look like it'll be easy to kill."
Dai Wenqian smiled faintly. "So your trip was fruitless."
"We didn't find anything, but we didn't hurt anyone either." Jiang Yihua glanced at the bodies on the ground. "Unlike you."
"Desperate times." Dai Wenqian shrugged, putting on an air of helplessness.
Jiang Yihua turned away and said nothing more.
With her companions right beside her, Gu Yu couldn't press Xu Huo about what had happened after he went upstairs, so she returned to Zheng Liang's side.
The six hours on the Eleventh Floor passed quickly. Next, they would head to the Tenth Floor.
The Tenth Floor seemed to have once been a laboratory. Broken lab equipment littered the floor, and workbenches and instruments lay overturned. Claw marks from some beast scored the floor and walls, interspersed with dried bloodstains. There were no bones, but some suspicious residue remained on the ground.
Xu Huo went to the window and looked down. He still couldn't see the First Floor, and even the windows on the Ninth Floor were half obscured.
He returned to the room, plunged his sword into the floor, then pulled it back out after the blade sank into the boards. It hadn't pierced through to the Ninth Floor below. He swung at the edge of the window, but the floors seemed to be made of some special material, and his sword didn't cut through.
Tie Ge and the others watched the sword in his hand and exchanged glances. Zhang Biao touched the mole on his face and said, "I