Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 365 - 45: Song Que’s Last 7 Days_3

For many years now, the newcomers to the bottom of the abyss have all been twelve-year-old children.

Lingyi took a look—at the unconscious man who should be about the same age as those on the uppermost part of the stone path, probably in his early twenties.

"He’s not ill, I have never seen such a healthy pulse before," Lingyi felt the man’s pulse, her gaze curious as she studied him.

This man had a very handsome face.

Although the details were not clear in the dimness, the contours alone were enough to make out his general appearance.

Even though her memories of the fortress stopped before the age of twelve, Lingyi still had some insight; she was sure this man must be someone of noble status.

This could be confirmed by his clothing.

Lingyi frowned because at that moment, it suddenly started to rain.

The people on the stone path immediately began to exclaim, each of them pressing against the cliff wall, ready to take shelter from the rain.

Planning to help the newcomer up towards the upper parts of the stone path, Lingyi only then felt how heavy the man was.

"Wake up quickly! Newcomer! The rain here is heavy, a few hours are enough to flood a level of the stone path!"

Slapping the man’s face, Lingyi spoke with a sense of urgency.

Fortunately, at this time, the man woke up.

Naturally, this man was Song Que.

When consciousness returned, the first thing Song Que noticed was an unimaginable stench.

The dim environment didn’t bother him; as the eyes of the team, Song Que’s vision was exceptionally good.

"You’re awake? Hurry and come with me, this place is going to flood soon," Lingyi said loudly.

The rain in the deep pit was very strange. In just a few seconds, it had picked up fiercely.

Song Que finally came to his senses.

"Where is this?"

"The Holy Land. You’ve been exiled, if you want to live, follow me!"

Lingyi, holding onto the somewhat dazed Song Que, began to make their way to the upper stone path.

With each heavy rainfall, people would crowd at the very top of the stone path; looking down from the upper layers of the stone path, it was packed with people.

Those at the bottom could only do one thing.

That was to pray for the rain to stop quickly, to stop before the water in the pools rose above their nostrils.

This was also the reason people did not recommend saving others.

Because saving someone would mean vacating a spot at the top of the stone path, and those below would scramble for that spot in order to survive.

It was an undeniable necessity.

Fortunately, this time was relatively lucky for everyone.

The rain came quickly, but it had been a long time since the last rainfall, and two more levels of stone path had been carved out.

The safety line was higher than before. If the rain could stop within a few hours, it would soon

Lingyi and Song Que took shelter in the lowest layer of the stone path.

Song Que saw the water in the huge pool rising at a visible speed.

Being a very clever person, he quickly understood the situation.

People kept carving out stone paths during the rainless periods.

When heavy rain fell, if the rain was light, the stone path would not flood, and those below could survive.

He frowned, watching the torrential downpour, and said:

"This rainfall is not normal."

"This is a mining area," Lingyi said.

"Even for a mining area, this rain is too heavy," Song Que said.

Lingyi paused, asking:

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"Have you been outside?"

"Outside?"

"Outside the pit. We are in a huge pit right now, do you understand?"

Song Que looked at the rain pouring down like a river from the sky, but when he looked up, he could still see the top of the pit through gaps in the curtain of rain.

His Balancer’s Eye could not see far-off details like Ye Feng’s Limit Vision could.

But his vision was still far better than that of ordinary people.

"I understand, I can’t see the end... the depth of this pit is unimaginable."

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"I’m a talent; my ability itself is related to vision," he said.

When Lingyi heard the words ’a talent,’ her whole body trembled, and her gaze toward Song Que became complex.

Her tone suddenly turned cold:

"Strange, so even the high and mighty species end up exiled here?"

Feeling the hostility in Lingyi’s words, Song Que said:

"I have never placed myself above others. Given your age, you must have been here for several years, right?"

"Do you know about this place?"

"I am not from your world, but I sensed something was wrong with the fortress and came to investigate. After discovering the fortress’s secret, I can understand your resentment towards talents."

Lingyi did not speak for a long while. After a prolonged silence, she finally said:

"Let’s wait for the rain to stop. Anyway, you’ve got only seven days to live."

Song Que nodded.

Having seen the abyss that had no visible top or bottom, he understood he couldn’t escape from this place.

Life suddenly reduced to seven days in the world’s darkest pit, Song Que naturally felt regret.

But every life has its fate, and he didn’t remain passive for long.

The rain stopped quickly, and the water level rose to three meters below Song Que’s feet.

When the downpour ceased, Song Que could hear in the pit as vast as a canyon, many sighed in relief, some even cheering and giving thanks.

This scene made Song Que realize the hardships of these people.

Perhaps every heavy rain in the past had claimed some lives forever here.

In the dark pit, there suddenly appeared a threadlike ray of light.