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.
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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, âWe truly are humans⌠We bear no malice⌠If only you are willing to lead us out, these keys⌠can all be yoursâŚâ
His tone was cautious, filled with humble pleading, as if he was extremely fearful of Shen Mo and the othersâ might, yet unwilling to let go of a potential lifeline.
Shen Mo held a flashlight and shone it aroundâthe 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, âHow long have you been trapped here?â
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âWe⌠we canât remember,â the man with the keys replied. âOur flashlights ran out of battery a long time ago, thereâs no light here, we canât tell timeâŚâ
Shen Moâs brow furrowed, his gaze sweeping over their hair, âIf you guys used to have short hair, judging by the length of your hair now, youâve been trapped here for at least three months.â
Three months ago, the labyrinth war had not yet started, and the labyrinth wasnât locked, so it was very possible for ordinary people to be trapped in a labyrinth.
Unable to help herself, Chen Hui asked, âFor such a long time, what have you been eating? What have you been drinking? Thereâs nothing here, not evenâŚâ
She stopped, not finishing her thought.
What she wanted to say was that there wasnât 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 Huiâs look toward these men became more skeptical; she didnât 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, âWe have this prop⌠It can produce an endless supply of bread and spring water.â
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.
âI beg you⌠please lead us outâŚâ the man crawled on the ground, shivering, whether from cold or hunger, âAs long as we can get out, this bread⌠no, you can take this leather bag! As long as we can leave this place, weâll give you anything!âŚâ
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, âIt is indeed a prop.â
Bai Youwei took it, and the moment she touched the leather bag, information about the prop flashed through her mind.
[Mountain Spiritâs 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, âAfter you drink the water, how do you deal with the empty bottles?â
The man kneeling on the ground replied, âWe use them⌠to hold urine. When theyâre full, we just⌠toss them into the room next door.â
No wonder the place was clean and didnât look like it had been lived in for three months. They had disposed of all their waste.