There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 115 - 74: Return [Fate Entry Reward] (5.6K)_2

Everyone was startled, all the surprise and excitement vanished, and instead, they moved away from the direction of the stone door.

Zhang Feng gripped the machete tightly and slowly adjusted his breathing, "Regardless of whether our guess is right or wrong, and regardless of whether this door can open,

we can’t get back to the surface now."

Zhang Feng looked towards the direction of the collapse,

"These things seem to have noticed us, and more and more gather here at night.

From four or five initially bothering us, now it’s six or seven.

Instead of being passive like this, unable to rest properly..."

Zhang Feng pointed inside the tunnel, "Let’s be straightforward, go directly to their lair, and see what’s going on inside."

"..." No one spoke, but they looked at Zhang Feng in even greater surprise.

After several seconds, Old Xing spoke fearfully, "Brother Zhang, we don’t know how many monsters are there, what if there are too many, how do we escape?"

"Yeah," the girl tugged at Zhang Feng’s sleeve, "Brother Zhang, don’t take the risk."

"Zhang." Brother Liu also advised succinctly, "Don’t go."

"Definitely shouldn’t go." Brother Peng shook his head, "To speak frankly, Brother Zhang, you are the most capable among us. If anything happens to you, we’re likely..."

"Exactly!" Many people thought of this point and also urged Zhang Feng.

"I know it’s dangerous." Zhang Feng continued speaking while walking, "I understand your immediate concerns,

but if they keep bothering us, we won’t see changes in the short term.

But if we endure a few more days and get so exhausted that we could fall asleep standing,

then it will be too late no matter what we say.

Won’t be able to lift the knife, becoming nothing more than live meat.

Would you then say you should have listened to me?"

"I think he’s right." Brother Peng was the first to respond, following Zhang Feng with a flashlight, "Indeed, we don’t have sturdy branches, and no tools to craft anything.

Even if we want to make a trap, it’s tough."

"Yes." Brother Liu also took a few steps closer and shone the flashlight on the ground.

There were chaotic claw marks.

"These footprints are fresh." Zhang Feng glanced, using his world-investigation skills, distinguishing them instantly.

"You mean they’re nearby?" Old Xing tightly gripped his fishing rod.

"Not necessarily." Zhang Feng looked ahead, "There are two possibilities now.

One, these creatures saw us come out, maybe they’ve all returned to their nest.

Two, they’re still outside.

As for the real outcome, we’ll know by looking."

Zhang Feng continued walking, and after around fifty meters or so, there was a small indentation in the rock wall to the right, about three meters deep, looking like a newly carved passage.

Retracting his gaze, he looked ahead again.

Forward in the tunnel on the left, there was a cave entrance at a bend.

Zhang Feng continued forward, peering inside along the wall, seeing not pitch blackness but some underground plants and some glowing Luminous Pearls.

Zhang Feng, somewhat knowledgeable about jade, knew these Luminous Pearls usually contained radioactive elements, glowing without absorbing outside light sources.

Following their glow.

Zhang Feng looked towards this small underground forest of about several thousands of square meters.

At that moment.

"Squeak, squeak..." Rats, like monkeys, were on the trees in the middle, eating some underground plants.

’One, two...’

Zhang Feng roughly counted them, estimating at least fifty or more.

’Is this really the monster’s nest?’ Zhang Feng suddenly felt the situation was off, signaling the others not to swarm over.

"What’s wrong?" They wanted to ask, but upon hearing the ’squeak’ sound from afar, they knew what creatures were inside.

"Did we really enter their lair?" Old Xing retreated in fear.

"Don’t move!" Brother Peng saw that he was about to step on a stone and quickly pulled him back.

"Thank you..." Old Xing realized he nearly made a loud noise, breaking out in a cold sweat, "Almost brought out a swarm of rats..." He was genuinely quite scared this time.

"Retreat first..." The others wasted no time, quietly retreating.

Zhang Feng took a few steps back and then said to the others:

"Sleep here."

"What?" Someone was dumbfounded, "Big Brother Zhang, are you sure you’re not joking? Are we... really going to sleep right next to their nest?"

"Yes." Zhang Feng nodded, "This way, when they come out, we’ll know.

Besides, the rats outside don’t know if they’ve returned.

But from here looking towards the path, we can see clearly, even without a flashlight, just listening, we can tell if they’re approaching us.

So instead of being surrounded in an open area, it’s better to nestle in the wall here."

What Zhang Feng said made some sense but wasn’t so ingenious that anyone couldn’t come up with it.

Yet Zhang Feng was calm, so he thought of this method first.

"Brother Zhang’s idea seems viable..." The girl also found it reasonable, though one that was frightening.

"So...?" The others dared not return alone, so what else could they do? They followed Zhang Feng into the darkness.

’I told you he’s not normal.’ People fond of ghost stories now firmly believed Zhang Feng was a good person, but not necessarily a very good person.

...

Four hours.

Indeed, Zhang Feng was quite carefree, while whether others slept well, he was sleeping soundly.

Meanwhile, it was tough for Brother Peng and the rest, half asleep, their minds constantly on edge.

At the same time.

Waking up, coming to his senses.

Zhang Feng looked at everyone, initially wanting to ask if any rats returned, but seeing they didn’t call for him, meant likely not.

"No rats came back." Brother Peng actively mentioned this matter, still holding a bottle, "I wanted to make a Molotov cocktail, but last night I crawled over and stealthily checked; the forest there was very damp, and not many trees."

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