Chapter 35: Mine
Chu Jiu opened the backend item panel.
In the “Facility Blueprints” section, two new entries labeled [Honor Zone Exclusive Blueprints] had appeared.
One was the [Bucket Waterwheel], and the other was the newly generated [Apiary].
Chu Jiu clicked on the [Apiary] and received a prompt:
[Exporting blueprint requires: Tanned Leather ×1, Charcoal Pencil ×2]
[Export now?]
Export.
A few seconds later, Chu Jiu received a heavy roll of parchment.
Unfurling it, he saw that the contents were entirely different from the simplified facility blueprints he had previously handed over to the spirit beasts via the system backend.
Those blueprints—whether self-created or system-rewarded—were just simple icons with a short description. Obviously, the spirit beasts didn’t need to read them traditionally; they directly “imported” the information.
But this parchment, meant for the villagers of Bean Village, was filled with dense, detailed records:
[Beekeeping Tools: Hive Box, Comb Frame, Straw Hat, Cloth Towel, Honey Knife, Bee Brush…]
Under each item was a detailed specification—for example, the hive box’s length, width, height, board thickness, bottom rim height; the comb frame’s top bar length, width, thickness…
And not only that, but also various meticulous tasks that a beekeeper must perform: how to observe the bees, how to insulate the hive, how to inspect the hive, how to prepare winter feed…
In short, rather than a “construction manual for an apiary,” it was more like a “Beekeeping 101” guide that even a complete beginner could follow step by step.
Chu Jiu put away the parchment and decided to visit the village chief first thing the next morning.
*
Regarding Chu Jiu’s proposal to “build a man-made apiary at the foot of the back mountain,” although the village chief had never heard of artificial beekeeping—or even that bees could be raised by humans—he agreed without hesitation.
Since only Grandpa Du had experience collecting honey and knew a bit about bee behavior, it was naturally decided that he would become the beekeeper. They also agreed that the profits from future beekeeping would be split 50/50 between Grandpa Du and Chu Jiu.
But as the conversation reached that point, both the village chief and Grandpa Du frowned while reading the parchment Chu Jiu gave them.
The instructions were indeed detailed, and the steps were clear.
However, there were no capable carpenters in the village. The precision required for crafting hive boxes and comb frames wasn’t something you could manage just by hammering a few boards together.
While the two elders whispered about what to do, Chu Jiu spoke up: “Don’t worry, I have a plan.”
Chu Jiu had already checked the villagers’ skill sets and knew for sure that none could handle fine woodworking.
But he also had a solution in mind.
Coincidentally, today was the day Marco came to the village. Chu Jiu ran straight toward the small plaza.
“Hm? You want to purchase… carpenter service?” Marco widened his eyes, tugging at his beard, looking utterly baffled.
Chu Jiu blinked: “What? Can’t I?”
He’d seen carpenters at the marketplace selling wooden buckets and bowls, with signs offering on-site furniture-making services.
Marco continued stroking his beard. “Well, yes, there are carpenters…”
“But um, having one come out to a small village like this? That’s unheard of.”
He looked at Chu Jiu’s serious face, and after considering their usual friendly relations, he stopped being cryptic and got to the point:
“Carpenters in town usually only work for rich folks. Hiring them to come on-site is already expensive. And if it were something simple, you wouldn’t need a carpenter. So clearly it’s a big job that’ll take at least a few days. Are you planning to have them stay in the village long-term,
or will you hire an ability user to escort them back and forth every day? Either way, you’ll be burning through copper coins fast.”
“Ah Jiu, listen to me—if it’s not absolutely necessary, don’t hire a carpenter.”
Chu Jiu replied solemnly, “It really is necessary. I need a carpenter.”
“Marco, if you could find someone to come here, how much would it cost?”
Marco, seeing Chu Jiu’s insistence, stopped trying to dissuade him. After a quick mental calculation, he answered honestly:
“I can try to find someone I know and bargain a little. But even with bargaining, it’ll probably cost at least 200 copper coins a day.”
Chu Jiu was just about to respond when Reg’s low voice came from nearby: “No need.”
Marco: “…?”
Chu Jiu: “…?”
Reg continued, “I can find a carpenter—very cheap.”
Marco looked thoroughly confused. How is that possible? But he knew Reg was a reliable and level-headed man, not someone who’d make things up.
Chu Jiu’s eyes lit up: “Really?”
Reg nodded. “Really. A very good carpenter.”
He paused. “I can bring him over tomorrow.”
*
The next morning.
Chu Jiu waited at the village entrance at the appointed time to meet this “mystery carpenter.”
Several village children gathered around, curious:
What kind of person would this carpenter be?
Even the village chief brought out a stool to sit and wait. He had heard that Reg promised Chu Jiu a cheap but highly skilled carpenter.
No matter the price, the chief had already decided—Chu Jiu wouldn’t be paying for it.
But he still couldn’t figure out: Where would Reg find such a person willing to travel to a remote village, charge less, and still have amazing craftsmanship?
Just as he was wondering, the children suddenly cheered:
“Look! It’s Reg’s wagon! He’s here!”
Soon, Reg’s wagon pulled up in front of Chu Jiu and the village chief.
Reg jumped down, and the passengers stepped out one by one.
A tall, lean-faced middle-aged man.
A woman with her hair tied in a bun.
And a six- or seven-year-old girl with a big bow in her hair.
Chu Jiu was stunned: Is this the carpenter… or the whole carpenter’s family?
Does it take an entire household to build an apiary?
Just then, the village chief suddenly exclaimed, “Douglas? You’re Douglas?!”
The middle-aged man greeted him calmly, “Elder, it’s been a long time.”
Chu Jiu was even more confused. It wasn’t until Reg began explaining that he finally understood:
Douglas was Reg’s older brother—the one who had given him the book “Folk Legends: Intelligent Races Living Among Magical Beasts.”
Douglas was once a powerful ability user. Years ago, when the village chief encountered a magical beast outside the village, it was Douglas who had saved him.
But even knowing that, Chu Jiu still didn’t understand the connection between this formidable ability user and a “skilled, affordable carpenter.”
Until Reg told him and the village chief, very seriously:
“My brother has loved woodworking since he was a child. All the carpentry work in our household was done by him. He’s never charged for it before, but you can trust his craftsmanship.”
Before Chu Jiu could respond, the village chief was already wide-eyed in disbelief:
“Reg… The carpenter you mentioned… is Douglas?!”
How could that be possible?
Someone like Douglas, with supernatural abilities, must have made enough money before to live comfortably for the rest of his life. So why would he come to Bean Village to work as a carpenter?
At this moment, Douglas took it upon himself to explain to Chu Jiu and the village chief.
He said that he used to be a person with supernatural powers and had spent many years constantly traveling, leaving him with little time to spend with his family or to enjoy woodworking, which he loved. Some time ago, his abilities began to fade, and his health deteriorated to the point where he even prepared for the worst.
At that point, he made up his mind: if he ever recovered and could live like a normal person again, he would spend every day with his wife and daughter and return to doing the things he loved.
Later, Reg brought the potion made by Chu Jiu.
Thanks to that potion, he was able to stand there in good health—able to talk, laugh, eat, and drink.
He had always been thinking about how to repay the pioneer who had come to Bean Village alone and helped the villagers develop their land.
When Reg told him that this young pioneer, after introducing tofu and making cotton blanket, now wanted to build an “artificial apiary” but lacked a carpenter, he immediately said: “I’ll do it.” He would bring his family to Bean Village and focus wholeheartedly on the work.
There was no better way to show his gratitude.
As for the pay, 20 copper coins per day while on the job would suffice.
The old village chief was filled with emotion upon hearing this, unsure whether to thank Douglas for his generosity or to marvel at Chu Jiu’s kindness.
Chu Jiu, on the other hand, was calmer than the village chief. He looked at Douglas’ wife and daughter and asked, “Bean Village is much more remote than Emerald Town… Bringing your wife and daughter to live here, won’t it be hard for them to adjust?”
Douglas replied calmly, “Before coming, I already heard from Reg what kind of place this is.”
“Although it’s remote, the villagers are kind and treat children very well.”
“I discussed it with Irene. We’ll stay for a while. If we get used to it, we’ll settle long-term. If not, we’ll move again.”
Just then, the little girl he was holding—his daughter Mary—tugged on his arm and said, “Don’t they make tofu here? I want to stay for a few more days—Mom and I both love tofu!”
Aman, who had been watching from the side, couldn’t help but poke his head over and say to Mary, “Hi there! Want to see the freshly made tofu? Oh—and there’s warm soy milk too, it’s super tasty!”
Mary nodded excitedly, then looked up at her parents and sweetly asked, “Can I go take a look?”
Her mother, Irene, smiled and said, “Go ahead, but don’t wander too far, and absolutely no leaving the village—I’ll come find you later.”
Mary cheered and ran off with Aman.
Irene looked at Douglas and Chu Jiu again and smiled. “I think we’ll probably stay for a while.”
*
That afternoon, Douglas took the design plans for the apiary and got to work at the base of the mountain behind the village.
Reg didn’t rush back to Emerald Town either, choosing to stay and help with chopping trees, sawing boards, and planing wood…
And Reg wasn’t the only one helping Douglas. Grandpa Du also stayed. Although he didn’t understand carpentry and couldn’t even read the instructions on the parchment, he watched closely as Douglas measured dimensions and built hive frames.
According to the old man, he plans to raise bees here in the future. If something ever goes wrong with the hives, he ought to know how to fix them.
There were also Aman and his group of little friends. The kids seemed fascinated with carpentry, running around Douglas, helping hand him tools and press down boards—having a blast.
In short, what was once a deserted area at the foot of the mountain suddenly became lively and bustling.
Chu Jiu’s system panel popped up a notification:
[Under the host’s guidance, villagers have started building the artificial apiary.]
[Estimated completion time: 3–7 days]
Chu Jiu calculated the construction time and planned to head to the underground mine again to collect some gypsum before the apiary was finished.
*
Arsa Star.
He Fang and Chen Mo were completely dumbfounded after listening to Marshal Lu’s explanation—completely unable to believe it.
He Fang opened and closed his mouth several times before finally finding his voice: “Sir, you mean…”
“Those, uh… the creatures shown in the videos from world WTO906—they’re not pets, they’re… they’re…”
He Fang couldn’t bring himself to say the final few words.
Understandably so—the revelation hit him too hard.
Those tiny, fluffy creatures that looked like they’d be fun to squish and even danced in front of the youth—those were actually the spiritual bodies of Marshal Lu, General Kang, and the others?!
Although spiritual bodies weren’t physical entities in the traditional sense—they were the manifestation of one’s mental power and could take various forms depending on the owner’s mental state—even so…
The transformation from awe-inspiring divine beasts to squirmy, cutesy baby-like forms was just too drastic!
Lu Qingyan gave his subordinates a few minutes to absorb and accept this truth.
He projected the video again from his light-brain.
“This ‘white rabbit’ corresponds to Colonel Tu’s spiritual body.”
“‘Sapling’ is Major Shu’s.”
Lu Qingyan paused for a moment before continuing in his usual emotionless tone: “‘Black cat’ is my spiritual body.”
“We still don’t know why these spiritual bodies appeared in WTO906.”
“But I believe it’s closely related to the improvement in our mental conditions.”
Lu Qingyan stood up, pressing his fingertips on the table as his icy-blue eyes stared at the screen.
“Considering everything, I’m preparing to activate the spiritual projection device and conduct a deeper investigation into WTO906.”
At that moment, the boy on the video was pointing at the little black cat in his arms and saying sternly: “If you don’t start working, I’m cutting off your dried fish!”
*
Bean Village.
Chu Jiu originally planned to head to the mine to gather gypsum right away, but a dinner invitation delayed his trip by a day—
After settling in, Douglas’ wife Irene formally invited him to dinner at their home.
It was the first official invitation Chu Jiu had received since arriving in this world.
To his surprise, after accepting the invite, the system gave him 50 development points for an “affection level increase,” along with a formal “dinner outfit.”
Chu Jiu thought this was probably the easiest reward he’d ever earned.
By evening, Chu Jiu decided to bring Little Can with him to the dinner.
Before leaving, he carefully picked a batch of high-quality wild potato fruits as a gift and changed into the dinner outfit the system had given him.
The outfit was totally different from his usual frontier gear, which was more like modern-day denim wear. This was a formal suit with a vest, bow tie, and a tailcoat-style jacket.
Compared to his regular attire, this was much more restrictive.
After a lot of struggle putting on the shirt, vest, and pants, he still couldn’t get the bow tie right.
He’d only seen them in oil paintings and movies—how would he know how to tie one?
Standing beside the bed, he fumbled with it for a long time, but no matter what he did, it didn’t look right.
Then Little Can yawned and jumped onto his shoulder: “I’ll do it.”
Chu Jiu blinked: “Eh? You’re a cat—how do you know how to tie a human’s bow tie?”
Little Can gave a nonchalant “meow” in response and quickly moved its two paws.
Half a minute later, a neat and full bow tie appeared beneath its paws.
Chu Jiu looked down at the bow and gasped in admiration: “Little Can, you’re amazing! You even know how to do this?!”
Little Can silently jumped aside and tilted its head to admire its handiwork.
As it admired, its gaze lingered on the boy’s cheek and neck.
That fair and clean face, always carrying a soft aura.
The kitten stared so intently that Chu Jiu laughed and said, “Stunned by your own skills? Spaced out?”
Little Can rubbed its face with a paw, saying nothing.
Chu Jiu patted its head: “Or maybe you also want a little outfit for house visits?”
Little Can: “Meow?”
Chu Jiu thought for a moment, then smiled: “I’ve actually wanted to make you a little outfit for a while. How about we do it now?”
And so, he used his scarf as fabric and quickly crafted a [Formal Dinner Outfit for Little Can] using his spiritual power—complete with a tiny bow tie.
He shook the little outfit in his hand and said, “Come on, let me help you put it on?”
Little Can gave a “meow” and jumped over, grabbing the outfit in its mouth with an indignant look: “I’ll do it myself!”
And so, Chu Jiu arrived at the Douglas household with a dressed-up cat and a basket of potato fruit.
As soon as he sat down at the dinner table, Mary ran over, eyes shining as she looked at the kitten on his shoulder: “Brother Chu Jiu, is that a kitten?”
Chu Jiu: “Yep, a very tiny one.”
Mary blinked her big brown eyes: “It’s so cute! I’ve never seen a cat wear clothes before! It’s adorable! Can I pet it?”
Chu Jiu blurted out: “No.”
He didn’t want anyone else touching Little Can.
But he quickly added, “Uh… This little cat is kind of shy, doesn’t like being touched by others.”
Mary looked a little disappointed but nodded obediently: “Okay, then I won’t touch.”
Though she couldn’t pet the cat, Mary still stuck close to Chu Jiu, curiously asking him all kinds of questions.
Like what pioneers do every day, whether the monsters in the forest are scary, and if the wilderness really has spirits like her dad’s stories say…
Just then, Douglas—now changed into his dinner attire—joined the conversation and asked Chu Jiu about daily life as a pioneer.
Chu Jiu thought for a moment, then told him about his encounter with the chestnut spirit—though he left out the part about cooking with it and receiving a Bodo bird as a gift.
After Douglas heard this, he wasn’t particularly surprised. Instead, he sighed with emotion:
“So the spirits and creatures are still around…”
“Thankfully, they survived too.”
As he spoke, the steady middle-aged man smiled and shook his head. “When I was a kid, my father used to tell Reg and me stories—about the days long ago when humans coexisted with spirits and beastfolk.”
“We fought with each other, argued, but we also did business and traded goods…”
“I imagine it must have been a noisy, chaotic, but also vibrant era.”
“Not like now…”
“Alright, alright, time to eat!” Irene interrupted Douglas’s nostalgic sigh, setting down a pot of bread and onion soup on the table.
“Come on, try my cooking!” Irene enthusiastically brought out dish after dish.
Out of respect for Irene, and basic guest etiquette, Chu Jiu forced himself to finish the meal.
As he drank the thick, borderline lumpy onion soup, he deeply missed the mushroom chicken broth he made himself.
As he gnawed on the air-dried pork flavored with fish sauce, he silently longed for his own spicy stir-fried pork.
As he tasted the sour grape wine, he quietly reminisced about the grape juice made from those eyeball-like fruits.
The only saving grace was the dessert—a serving of tofu, and thankfully, plain tofu without any seasoning.
Toward the end of the meal, Chu Jiu mentioned that he’d be heading to the underground mine tomorrow to collect ingredients for making tofu.
“The underground mine in the Forgotten Forest?” Douglas furrowed his brows. After a moment of thought, he said, “You mean the one in the northern part of the forest? That place?”
Chu Jiu nodded. “Yes, it’s the closest ore collection point. The round trip is the quickest.”
Technically, you could also collect gypsum and other minerals in maps like the “Sanctuary Valley.” But compared to the underground mine, that place was far too remote. Plus, Chu Jiu had no plans to smelt ores anytime soon, so he hadn’t unlocked that map.
However, seeing the hesitation on Douglas’s face, Chu Jiu couldn’t help but ask, “Is there something special about the underground mine?”
Douglas replied, “That place… it’s said to be home to very dangerous monsters.”
“Back in the day, ability-users used all sorts of methods to seal those creatures deep in the mine.”
“If you absolutely must go there for materials, be extremely careful. Don’t go too deep.”
Chu Jiu immediately thought of that rusty iron door deep in the mine.
He nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ll be very careful.”
I’m just here to farm materials, not to fight monsters.
*
Arsa Star.
“Marshal Lu, this is the redesigned mental energy transmission pod based on your theory.”
The chief engineer, wearing an orange jumpsuit, was presenting their latest achievement to Lu Qingyan.
“In theory, as long as there exists a spiritual body at the target coordinates that perfectly matches the mental energy here—same origin—then with sufficient concentration of local mental energy, it’s indeed possible to bypass traditional time-space limitations and project local consciousness to that location.”
“But…” The chief engineer paused for half a second and emphasized, “Marshal, this is all just theoretical.”
“Though we simulated the results, we can’t conduct practical application tests.”
“After all, this scenario—where a spiritual body with the same origin exists across different times and spaces—has never happened before.”
It’s like one spiritual entity splitting into two halves—one in another time-space, one remaining on Arsa Star. It sounded utterly absurd.
Lu Qingyan looked at the silver-gray transmission pod and said, “I’ve seen the simulation results. They check out.”
“I’ll conduct the test myself.”
Though many in the room had guessed this might happen, hearing the Marshal confirm it still made them tense.
Dr. Sun, there for the evaluation, dutifully reminded him, “Marshal, theoretically, your consciousness can be projected. You can share information by merging with the same-origin spiritual body WT0906. But for your current physical condition… this will be a huge strain.”
“So the projection must have a time limit. You must end it before reaching your physical limits.”
Lu Qingyan: “Understood.”
Dr. Sun added, “Also, this ‘merging’ will make your spiritual form extremely unstable…”
“You might not maintain a fixed form and could shift between different states…”
“We can’t determine what forms you’ll take. It depends on the scene at the target and the mental energy state at the time.”
Lu Qingyan raised an eyebrow, then nodded slightly. “Alright.”
The engineer and the doctor exchanged a glance. “If you confirm the test, we’ll begin the final adjustments now.”
Lu Qingyan: “Confirmed.”
*
Northern edge of the Forgotten Forest, entrance to the underground mine.
Chu Jiu jumped down from the back of his Bodo bird and patted the big bird on the head. “You’re fast! Go find a place to rest—we’ll be out after collecting some gypsum.”
The Bodo flapped its wings and waddled off into the forest in search of food.
Chu Jiu took out a [Cold Light Torch] made of glowgrass and entered the mine with Little Can.
Just like before, the mine was gloomy and cold, with a chilling wind.
Less than ten minutes in, Chu Jiu casually picked up a few pieces of gypsum. Then he remembered how Little Can had stared excitedly at the iron door last time, and felt a bit uneasy. He quietly reminded:
“You heard what Douglas said yesterday, right? Behind that iron door is probably a sealed monster.”
“We’re not going that deep today, but still—you behave, okay? Don’t run off just because you hear something, got it?”
Little Can: “…Meow.”
This sound was very different from the usual proud or aloof meows.
Chu Jiu’s heart tightened. He quickly pulled Little Can from his pocket and cradled it in his hands. “What’s wrong? Your voice sounds—ah!”
He hadn’t noticed before, but now he saw it clearly—and was instantly covered in cold sweat:
Little Can, who had been just fine on the way over, talking about roasting wild boar and all, was now curled into a trembling ball in his hands?
Chu Jiu forgot all about collecting materials. He turned and bolted toward the cave entrance, muttering, “Don’t be scared, Little Can. We’re getting out…”
But he had barely taken a few steps when a sharp, chilling sound made the hair on his neck stand up—it was like rusted iron chains being dragged across stone, or something sharp scratching repeatedly at a decaying iron door.
At the same time, a foul, nauseating stench filled the already cold and damp air.
Chu Jiu’s heart skipped a beat. He turned his head—and felt his breath freeze—
A grotesque insect, just its head alone nearly half the size of the tunnel, mouth wide open, saliva dripping, countless tentacles flailing, was speeding toward him from deep within the mine!
With its appearance came a shrill system alert Chu Jiu had never heard before:
[Alert! Alert! High-level Grotesque Worm! High-level Grotesque Worm!]
[Its attack power far exceeds host’s defensive capability—extreme caution advised!]
Extreme caution?
Isn’t the best caution running for your life?
[Greased Soles]—Activate!
…Activate!
[Skill failed to activate successfully. Now entering cooldown period. Cooldown duration: 5 minutes.]
“Failed again? What kind of useless skill is this?! I’ve used it so many times, and it’s never worked!”
But even though the skill had no effect, Chu Jiu had no intention of staying behind to fight the monster head-on.
He was certain that with his current weapons—be it bow and arrows or short spear—there was no way he could harm a creature of that size.
Still, maybe items would work.
He threw an [Absolutely Sturdy Bug-catching Net] behind him, followed by some [Sticky Sludge], and then tossed a dose of [Unbearably Itchy Irritant Toxin]. He told himself that if these items could buy him even a few seconds, that would be enough. Just like last time when he escaped from the low-level grotesque bug, he sprinted away at full speed.
This time, he still had the Bodo bird outside! As long as he could jump on the bodo and ride it back, he’d be safe!
But this time, the giant grotesque bug was far superior in both speed and strength compared to the low-level one he’d encountered in the forest.
The bug-catching net, which could perfectly trap a giant vampire mosquito, was torn apart like a toy. The irritant toxin that should’ve caused intense itching and pain was swallowed by the grotesque bug like it was nothing more than a snack.
And the sticky sludge, which could even immobilize bloodthirsty bees, had absolutely no effect?! The grotesque bug swam through it without the slightest hindrance?!
Even worse, this advanced grotesque bug seemed to possess a high level of intelligence!
Within seconds, the bug had reared up behind Chu Jiu, its upper body lifting, head pressing against the ceiling of the mine tunnel. Its side tentacles extended forward by dozens of meters, sweeping relentlessly toward his legs!
Chu Jiu dodged the first two strikes with a mix of running and jumping. On the third, he stumbled and was tripped to the ground.
He didn’t even have time to curse—he shielded Little Can in his arms and rolled outward, thinking that rolling along the ground might actually help avoid getting swept. No matter what, he had to roll a bit further and then get up to keep running.
But the grotesque bug seemed to see right through him. With a hissing sound from its mouthparts, the tentacles stopped targeting Chu Jiu directly and instead began smashing the surrounding rock walls and the man-made support beams holding up the mine!
In an instant, rubble came crashing down, leaving bloody gashes on Chu Jiu’s arms and neck.
The bug didn’t stop—its tentacles struck harder and faster, like it would rather collapse the entire mine than let Chu Jiu escape!
Realizing the monster wanted to bury him alive, Chu Jiu struggled to his feet and, dodging the falling rocks, dashed frantically toward the exit.
Just then, he felt Little Can in his arms growing hotter and hotter.
But he didn’t have a second to look at what was happening to it.
A few steps later, he heard a loud “screech”—and a black shadow flashed before his eyes.
Little Can had jumped out on its own!
A chill ran down Chu Jiu’s spine. He shouted, “No! You can’t fight it! Run away—!”
But before he could finish, the top support beams collapsed, and boulders rained down.
BOOM! BOOM!
Echoes and dust filled the air.
The mine was truly collapsing under the grotesque bug’s assault.
Chu Jiu couldn’t see Little Can through the dust and shadows—but before he could look, he heard a terrifying hissing sound from above.
Looking up, he saw the grotesque bug’s head had already reached above him, its mouthparts wide open, and from deep within its throat surged a thick, dark brown sludge—
“SHHK—!”
A slicing sound of blade piercing flesh!
A flash of silver light streaked past, and the black liquid exploded outward like a toppled barrel of oil.
The grotesque bug twisted and writhed violently, then let out a sharp screech—and suddenly fell completely still.
Chu Jiu raised his arm to wipe his eyes and, through the dim haze, he thought he saw—
—a silver spear, firmly embedded in the grotesque bug’s head?
What just happened?! Where did that spear come from? Who threw it? Is the grotesque bug dead?
And where’s my Little Can?!
He had no time to think. The ground trembled again, and the exit was now completely blocked by fallen rocks. The mine was on the verge of total collapse.
At that moment, an arm wrapped around Chu Jiu, pulling him into a tight embrace and dragging him deeper into the mine at breakneck speed.
“There must be space where the bug was hiding. We’ll go there.”
Amid the fear and chaos, a voice—incredibly calm and steady—spoke right next to Chu Jiu’s ear.
I love this chapter!!!!