During one trip out to gather supplies, they discovered an Ancient House.
Deep inside the Ancient House lay mountains of supplies.
Enough to feed the thousand-odd people of their entire village for a very, very long time.
The convoy had many mouths to feed and burned through food rapidly.
At the time, everyone was nearly mad with hunger.
The moment they saw so much food.
How could the ordinary people in the group hold back?
They rushed straight in and began gorging themselves inside the Ancient House.
That was where their tragedy began.
At first, everyone was overjoyed, frantically gathering supplies.
But once they had stripped the Ancient House of everything.
And prepared to leave, they discovered to their horror-
They could not get out.
It was as though they were trapped in a ghostly maze.
The main entrance they had just come through was right before their eyes.
Yet no matter which way they went, they could not find the exit.
The old building's entrance seemed to have been completely sealed by some bizarre formation.
Ou Lenzhang and the people in the convoy racked their brains.
They tried everything they could think of, but still found no way out.
Everyone endured a night of panic and fear.
The next day, something even more terrifying happened.
Inside the Ancient House, the supplies they had already cleared out—the shelves and storerooms—had somehow replenished themselves by the following morning.
Bread, drinking water, canned goods, meat...
Not a single thing was missing, and everything was neatly arranged.
Yet there were no other living people in the mansion apart from their villagers.
They searched it over and over to make absolutely sure.
Then where exactly had these supplies that appeared out of thin air come from?
Everyone's scalp prickled, and chills ran down their