Open my eyes.
The flashlight's beam faintly illuminates the enormous walls surrounding us.
The scent of decay and dust fills my nostrils.
Behind me are a dozen heavily armed mercenaries and two geological surveyors.
They occasionally fiddle with their instruments and study the walls, suddenly turning their gaze to Zhang Feng at the front.
"Why do you keep staring at us?"
"Guide Zhang, are you still upset about what happened before?"
"We don't want to drag you into this, but you really are the most suitable choice."
Some of them speak, uttering incoherent words.
Zhang Feng swiftly recalls his memory, knowing he is in a massive underground labyrinth.
These people, they're not bad.
Specifically, three days ago, they came to my village. After hearing about my familiarity with the area, they paid a hefty price to hire me as their 'guide.'
Then, four hours ago, we arrived at this deep mountain, further entering an underground tunnel.
