Chapter 812 -812 Dirty Things
Those three keys had been clutched in their hands for who knows how long, covered with dried bloodstains, dust, and perhaps even sweat. Even without touching them, Bai Youwei could make out the stickiness, the filth.
Shen Mo, Leonid, and Du Lai, the three men, stood in front of Bai Youwei to prevent these people with unclear identities from getting any closer.
The person holding the keys visibly shrank back, slowly retreating while he said in a low voice, “We truly are humans… We bear no malice… If only you are willing to lead us out, these keys… can all be yours…”
His tone was cautious, filled with humble pleading, as if he was extremely fearful of Shen Mo and the others’ might, yet unwilling to let go of a potential lifeline.
Shen Mo held a flashlight and shone it around—the stone chamber only contained the three emaciated men in front of them, with no other people or things in sight.
Doubt clouded his mind, and he looked at these people again, asking, “How long have you been trapped here?”
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“We… we can’t remember,” the man with the keys replied. “Our flashlights ran out of battery a long time ago, there’s no light here, we can’t tell time…”
Shen Mo’s brow furrowed, his gaze sweeping over their hair, “If you guys used to have short hair, judging by the length of your hair now, you’ve been trapped here for at least three months.”
Three months ago, the labyrinth war had not yet started, and the labyrinth wasn’t locked, so it was very possible for ordinary people to be trapped in a labyrinth.
Unable to help herself, Chen Hui asked, “For such a long time, what have you been eating? What have you been drinking? There’s nothing here, not even…”
She stopped, not finishing her thought.
What she wanted to say was that there wasn’t even a used piece of toilet paper here; if they managed their eating, drinking, and waste for months, how could there be no trace? Unless they were robots or NPCs with no physiological needs!
Thinking this, Chen Hui’s look toward these men became more skeptical; she didn’t believe living people could survive this long in a labyrinth.
At that moment, another man moved, taking off a leather bag from his waist and muttering an explanation, “We have this prop… It can produce an endless supply of bread and spring water.”
After saying this, he demonstrated it for them.
He untied the cord at the mouth of the leather bag, then pulled out a long loaf of bread and a bottle of spring water.
“I beg you… please lead us out…” the man crawled on the ground, shivering, whether from cold or hunger, “As long as we can get out, this bread… no, you can take this leather bag! As long as we can leave this place, we’ll give you anything!…”
Everyone looked at each other, all feeling it was unbelievable.
They had been inside labyrinths before but had never encountered survivors who could hold on for so long. Moreover, with this labyrinth being dark and airtight, even if they had ample food, enduring for such a long time in the darkness… was unimaginable.
The man placed the leather bag on the ground, bowed his head, and slowly pushed it toward their feet.
Leonid picked it up, his expression subtly changing, and handed it to Bai Youwei, “It is indeed a prop.”
Bai Youwei took it, and the moment she touched the leather bag, information about the prop flashed through her mind.
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[Mountain Spirit’s Magic Bag: A bag under a curse that contains endless bread and unending spring water. However, should the bag be damaged, the curse will immediately dissipate.]
The prop was real.
Bai Youwei chose to believe a third of what these people said.
Bai Youwei asked, “After you drink the water, how do you deal with the empty bottles?”
The man kneeling on the ground replied, “We use them… to hold urine. When they’re full, we just… toss them into the room next door.”
No wonder the place was clean and didn’t look like it had been lived in for three months. They had disposed of all their waste.