Seeing that its suggestion had been rejected, the orangutan sighed.
Apparently, its plan to get someone else to take its place had fallen through.
It would have to keep doing the hard work itself.
For the sake of ten bananas, it could put up with the trouble.
Besides, no matter how badly it was injured, it could recover completely.
The next two passages did indeed have more and more traps, but after they passed through those, the following passage was suddenly completely different.
Even its appearance was different.
Green vines covered the walls, the stone floor tiles, and the ceiling of this passage.
The ceiling lights were tangled in vines as well, making the light even dimmer.
"Where am I supposed to step?" the orangutan complained. "Look at all those thorns on the vines."
Zhao Xun said nothing. He simply raised his hand and sent a burst of flame flying out, burning every vine to ashes in a little over ten seconds.
"How is that possible?" a man's incredulous voice suddenly rang out behind him.
Zhao Xun turned and saw a man wearing a cloak, his head covered by its hood.
As Zhao Xun looked over, the cloak gradually changed from an iron-gray color with the texture of a concrete wall to the beige of ordinary soft fabric.
This was clearly a special item that allowed its user to blend into the surroundings like a chameleon.
"There's someone here. Didn't you smell him?" Zhao Xun asked the orangutan mentally.
"I was too busy being surprised by all the vines in this passage to pay attention to the smell," the orangutan explained in his mind without a trace of embarrassment. "Besides, these vines have a strong smell of their own. With so many of them, they can mask other scents."
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