I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1092 - 1192: The Stomach Sac Eats Again

Xie Jian Country backed away, frantically retreating, shaking his head: "Don’t come over here!!"

Even a strong man like Xie Jian Country was now terrified at the sight of Chu Zhuohua’s terrifying gaze.

Xie Jian Country hid behind Jing Shu, feeling that perhaps only Jing Shu could save him now.

Chu Zhuohua’s gaze shifted to Jing Shu, with a smiling expression, as if to say: What, do you want to be researched too?

Jing Shu: "..."

Better you than me.

Once they research you, they won’t research me, right?

Jing Shu, with earnest intentions, pulled Xie Jian Country out, speaking with great righteousness: "Brother Xie, although Professor Chu’s eyes look a bit scary, he is not a bad person. What he is doing now is to help us escape. Only by understanding this black slime better can we possibly get out. Rest assured, I promise you won’t be dissected, just cooperate with him a bit. Here, I have some good stuff for you. You can pass the time with it during the research, eat and drink, and the time will pass quickly."

Xie Jian Country: "..."

In the end, Xie Jian Country was taken for research by Chu Zhuohua, and Jing Shu also gave Xie Jian Country many good things. Xie Jian Country used to love playing chess and listening to Beijing opera. Jing Shu generously gave him a fully charged tablet with everything inside.

Having been trapped here for so long, Xie Jian Country didn’t even know where his phone was anymore, and was bored to death. Suddenly, having these entertainment options made him feel happy again.

Though playing chess against a computer can be a bit dull, fortunately, there are various levels of chess worlds among the dozens of apps. When Chu Zhuohua dissected Xie Jian Country, he was deeply absorbed in the chess world.

Chu Zhuohua gave Jing Shu a thumbs up: "I always feel like you’re the apocalypse version of Doraemon. Why is it that no matter where or when, you can always pull out whatever is needed? Why is that?"

And why is that? Naturally, it’s because Jing Shu made all sorts of preparations before the apocalypse, downloading everything available online.

Jing Shu was not embarrassed, "I’ll leave the rest to you. I’m going to find other ways out."

After the meeting, everyone returned to their places and attended to their duties.

In the entire team, when only the red earthworms and giant meat remained as apocalyptic food, even Master Liang, who was great at cooking, couldn’t create something out of nothing.

Despite wanting to make a flower out of apocalyptic food, what good flavor can rubber glue have? Now, even the sauce so fragrant it was good enough for dipping shoe soles had evaporated completely—

As everyone complained about the drastically worsened food, the diligent Master Liang could only study how to make barely palatable Abdominal Foot Worm meat dishes.

However, another problem arose. In this stomach-like environment, one still couldn’t make a fire. Holding a piece of worm leg, Master Liang sighed, "Perhaps, we can only make sashimi?"

Not to mention that the entire team’s declining food and the passing years of hardship aren’t a big deal for Jing Shu and Su Malie.

Jing Shu occasionally took out spicy beef jerky, cold spicy rabbit jerky, and all sorts of dried fish, taking good care of herself, and formed a tacit understanding with Su Malie. Jing Shu just fed, and Su Malie just opened her mouth.

Neither questioned what they ate or spoke about it; they just ate.

Such days passed for over twenty days.

Everyone began to grow more tense by the day. Even the natives grew anxious, no longer daring to sleep for 24 hours a day, but waking up from time to time, waiting for the next feeding of the stomach-like environment.

Waiting for these rescue teams—hoping they could find a way out.

Although life was much better now, with insect cakes and giant meat to eat every day, and even earning insect meat sashimi if they worked, there was increasingly less work to do.

In the past few days, the rescue team turned the entire stomach-like environment upside down.

If more than twenty days ago, this place was an underground ant nest of a foul-smelling ditch, it was now one giant filled-in deep pit, a West Lake.

Indeed, the rescue team truly got to work, excavating everything from top to bottom.

The underground of this stomach was sandy soft foul-smelling ditch-like material, not belonging to slime, soft to the touch, hard if pressed, much like a non-Newtonian fluid. According to Chu Zhuohua’s research, it functioned as a filter web, absorbing all substances and ultimately converting them to essential black slime material.

After digging for so many days, the amount of black slime in the entire stomach became quantifiable. Ninety percent of the slime was in a huge pool behind Xie Jian Country. This pool was deep, like a surfaced razor clam, with the real content below.

This news was undoubtedly good, exciting everyone. Such a massive storage volume was more than any previous Dark Energy!

"So we have to change our plan this time. We can’t transport such a huge amount of black slime. If we can get out this time, we’ll take only a part with us. The most important thing is to find a path to freely come and go."

If a method to freely enter and exit can be found, it wouldn’t be imprisonment but rather as if entering one’s own home and taking one’s belongings.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Zhen Nantian rarely spoke out: "Three days until the stomach’s next feeding, we must find the secret in this slot. Since the plan is changing, I suggest leading two people out at the moment the stomach opens, leaving a mark—"

We must discover how the stomach feeds. If he can determine a fixed entrance, and prepare accordingly, then...

Before Zhen Nantian could finish speaking, the entire stomach-like environment began to shake.

"Earthquake! Earthquake?!"

The non-Newtonian fluid ground began heaving like a gigantic waterbed, swaying back and forth with a bounce, but when it hit people, it produced a heavy collision sound.

Xie Jian Country recognized the sensation very well, "No, it’s the stomach feeding!! It’s just that this time there’s no net-like nest for buffering, so it feels like an earthquake!"