I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1099 - 1199: Mary, How Could I Forget About You?



Chapter 1099 - 1199: Mary, How Could I Forget About You?

Jing Shu looked at Yang Yang with relief, thankful that Yang Yang was there in the team; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"You’re right, that’s exactly what I mean."

With that, the others more or less understood, especially Big Yellow Teeth, "Oh, if you had said it earlier, I would have understood right away. So you’re saying we should still go out from above, right?"

Jing Shu: "..." You understand nothing.

Jing Shu pointed expressionlessly at the ground, "With the stomach inverted, we can only exit from underground."

Big Yellow Teeth snorted, full of dissatisfaction, "Then why didn’t you say it earlier, we just go underground and exit, no need for so much incomprehensible explanation."

In the team, quite a few people actually were confused, but now they all understood; anyway, exiting from underground was the right choice now.

In fact, Jing Shu hadn’t realized the inversion before. The reason for experimenting was because she sensed the two little ones staying with Zhen Nantian. They clearly exited from above, so why was the sensation now underground?

When she attempted to break through the ceiling, she felt increasingly distanced from the two little ones... This indicated that to exit to Zhen Nantian’s position, they could only start from underground.

Yang Yang clapped his hands, "Alright, now that we have confirmed the location, let’s figure out a way to dig an exit from underground and create a ’retention needle’-like passage in the stomach, but be very careful not to damage anything inside the Eight-dimensional Space, to prevent energy loss."

With the direction confirmed, the next step was to formulate a plan and strategy.

"Firstly, we need to ensure the safety and stability of the entire Eight-dimensional Space. This aspect will be entrusted to Professor Chu."

"Secondly, where to dig and how, that will be handed over to Captain Jing Shu. Recently, wherever we’ve dug, we couldn’t get through, so we need to study what exactly went wrong." Yang Yang pondered.

In the past month, everyone exerted their energy digging, producing so much fluid, but couldn’t reach the bottom.

Regarding this matter, Situ Xiaoye had the most to say, "Our logistics team has been digging day and night, twenty-four hours, reaching at most several dozen meters, but the deeper we go, the more pressure comes in, and the fluid behaves like quicksand, covering everything around, filling the pits automatically..."

"We can’t reach the end, it’s like a Bottomless Pit, no matter how much fluid we extract, it automatically floods back."

This was currently the biggest problem point; unlike the ground, where a hole dug stays, here, whatever you dig flows back in, like water.

The deeper you dig, the greater the pressure.

Chu Zhuohua suggested, "We can introduce fixed equipment, create a passage using non-melting plastics and other garbage from the landfill as the fixed channel. This way, every meter we dig down gets fixed, and no matter if it’s ten meters or a hundred meters or more, we can eventually dig through."

Yang Yang looked at Jing Shu again, "Anything else to add?"

Jing Shu thought for a moment, "Not at the moment. I’ll have Hulk and the Abdominal Foot Worm assist, starting from the landfill side."

Although Jing Shu also thought about digging downward, as long as they continued and fixed the fluid, they would eventually break through the stomach. However, she felt it wasn’t that simple.

There was a persistent feeling that something was overlooked.

The second team started working enthusiastically; previously, they conserved rations, but starting today, they not only worked with full energy, they also involved the local residents, distributing unlimited red worm cake and giant synthetic meat.

They dug for seven days and nights straight, raising a large mound around the landfill, with a several dozen meters deep pit inside, using various materials pieced together in the pit to prevent fluid from backflowing.

Huang Xiaoxiao watched the people busily at work, anxiously saying, "Uncle, are we really doing nothing? What if they actually find a way out, what then?"

Professor Huang, weak and unenergetic, had been eating sticky phlegm for seven days; he had defined it as sticky phlegm. Every day he was drowsy, not starving to death, but not having any strength either,

"We should just let our Power Users follow them. Right now, we have no equipment or resources; we can only follow them. When they eventually leave, they’ll take us along. Once we’re out, everything is still up to us, isn’t it?"

Huang Xiaoxiao stomped anxiously, thinking that Uncle still didn’t understand Jing Shu’s cunning ways, too naïve!

She feared the second team would dig a passage and escape, yet also feared they couldn’t and everyone would remain trapped here, so she sneaked outside the tent to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Although she didn’t dare get too close, she could hear snippets such as ’digging won’t work, we’ll have to wait for the next stomach feeding, the next world inversion.’

Huang Xiaoxiao sat down in the mud with a splat, unbothered by the dirt, and at this moment was actually hoping the second team would quickly find a way out.

In the meeting room, they indeed encountered a problem.

They couldn’t dig through; the pressure below was too high, instantly refilling everything they dug.

There wasn’t any good solution.

Jing Shu silently contemplated; she clearly felt closer to Zhen Nantian, as if only a thin paper separated them, yet couldn’t pierce through that paper.

Suddenly, an inspiration hit, and Jing Shu instinctively asked Su Malie, who was yawning on the side. How could she have forgotten about this person with good luck?

"Mary, where do you think our exit will be? Or how do you think we should get out? Just speak based on your feelings, say whatever comes to mind."


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