Lu Mingfei stood before the huge pit once again.
This time, he did not hesitate, nor did he look down at the layer of black oil at the bottom. He took a deep breath, threw the words "laws of physics" out of his mind, and stepped onto the first wooden plank.
The plank sank slightly beneath his foot with a dull creak. Though it looked ready to collapse at any moment, it did not break after all, holding him securely.
"So it really works..." Lu Mingfei muttered, his tone half relieved and half filled with a new understanding of this unreasonable world.
He did not dare linger. Taking another deep breath, he jumped to the second plank. Then the third, then the fourth. He placed every step with extreme care, like someone walking across ice, yet every step was caught by those wooden planks that looked as though they would shatter at a touch.
When he reached the other side, he looked back at the thin planks floating in the darkness, and a strange feeling rose within him—a weary sense that he had finally learned this place's rules.
The road ahead was winding and full of thrills.
The tunnel was no longer a straight passage. It split into countless forks, as if whoever had dug it had never decided where they wanted to go. Every few steps, Lu Mingfei had to stop and shine his flashlight around, terrified of taking a wrong turn and running into something deadly.
His shadow flickered across the rock walls, stretching and shrinking.
He was scared out of his wits more times than he could count.
Sometimes, his foot suddenly slipped into empty space—only for it to be a single step down. But in the darkness, he could see nothing, and in that instant, his