Chapter Thirteen Next Floor

  Qin Zhong's first judgment was that this should be the place where the little devils hoarded materials, such as weapons and food, but if it were said to be hoarding here, wouldn't it be too troublesome? The stairs are so deep, isn't it looking for trouble? Later, thinking again, if it is said that some shameful things are being done here, or if there are other exits below, then it can be explained. Then this wooden staircase was prepared for their superiors at the beginning, or for some special people.

  For this cave, the history books introduce very little, almost zero. To this day, Qin Zhong can still recite this passage fluently: Cave 137 is a secret cave in Japan that was abandoned when Japan withdrew and mysteriously disappeared.

  Could it be that he himself was the witness to unravel this historical mystery? He couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility and excitement as if he had stumbled upon a treasure.

  "Hey, you guys hurry up, I'm getting impatient waiting here. If you don't come down soon, I'll have to leave for somewhere else." Qin Zhong urged, Meng Na and Mark had already reached the bottom.

  Only the big teeth were still treading on the creaky wooden ladder, muttering incessantly in a low voice.

  Mona also couldn't stand that guy: "You keep nagging, be careful or I'll knock out your big teeth."

  "Come on and hit me, the worst that can happen is I'll leave. Do you think I wanted to come here? It's only because of the curator's face that I'm willing to go along with you guys." What Big Tooth said was just to boost his own courage, and honestly, there wasn't any other meaning behind it.

  Qin Zhong raised an eyebrow: "When did my face become so valuable? Alright, you take your time, we'll go somewhere else to look. I won't rush you this time." As he spoke, he immediately shifted the beam of his flashlight elsewhere.

  "Hey, wait for me! I'll hurry up!" He quickened his pace, but when someone's having a streak of bad luck, it always happens at the worst moment. Just as he started running down the stairs two steps at a time, there was a loud cracking sound from the staircase. It sounded like Da Ya had fallen off, plummeting downwards with incredible force, breaking through the stairs wherever he landed.

  Qin Zhong immediately turned his flashlight back to the stairs as soon as he heard the unusual sound. By the time he saw Da Ya, she was already falling rapidly towards the bottom. At this point, Qin Zhong wanted to save her, but it was too late. All he could hear was a dull thud "thump!"

  He did a big cannonball, landing with a huge splash in the shallow water, sending spray flying everywhere, some of it even splashing onto Qin Zhong's body.

  "Hurry up and take a look." Qin Zhong rushed over to see that the big-toothed face, apart from the terrified expression, seemed to be fine physically. After all, it was just a fall from a first-floor staircase, so it shouldn't have been too severe.

  Just as the three of them were watching the big tooth in pain, they suddenly felt that the place where they were standing was shaking violently.

  "Not good, we've been had, it seems like we fell for it." This was the only feeling in Qin Zhong's subconscious.

  Mark was also stunned and didn't mention the adventure anymore: "This is terrible, what can we do? It's all over. We haven't even started exploring yet, and now we're in danger. How sad."

  "Shut up."

  Several people had not reacted when the place where they were, from the foot of the stairs, began to collapse. The water flowed with them rapidly downward, like a waterfall. Four people fell rapidly and in an instant, the four people had disappeared into the darkness.

  It was unclear how long it took, but Qin Zhong slowly came to from his daze. Several attempts at moving his body were restricted by an inexplicable pain: "This damn luck, I don't even know if you're dead or not!" Qin Zhong had some complaints about Da Ya's bad luck, but there was nothing he could do - he had already fallen, and it was too late to say anything.

  He looked around and found that the flashlight had been thrown to a corner three or four meters away. Fortunately, it was an automatic mechanical flashlight that could be recharged by shaking it back and forth with his hand.

  "Ow, it hurts!" The voice came from behind Qin Zhong.

  "Are you all right?"

  "It's okay, I thought I was dead! By the way, where is my junior sister?" Mark still cares about Mona.

  Qin Zhong was about to move when he suddenly felt that one of his arms seemed to be holding someone. He borrowed the light from the flashlight and looked at the person beside him: "She's here, your junior sister is lying here quite well." He used his hand to feel Meng Na's breath and found signs of life, feeling as if this girl was fine: "Hey, are you dead? Not dead, get up."

  "Alright, I'll just lie in your arms for a while longer, isn't that enough?"

  Qin Zhong stood up, picked up the flashlight and shone it around. He saw where Daxia was lying, and that guy seemed to have fallen to death, his face down on the ground. He approached Daxia and kicked him with his foot, but Daxia didn't move at all.

  He touched the body of the big tooth and felt its temperature, and could still faintly hear his breathing.

  "Looks like this guy is dead from the fall."

  "I doubt it." Qin Zhong used his hand to fiercely pinch the Da Ya's Dazhui acupoint and suddenly pulled upwards: "Get up."

  "Ah yo!" Da Ya was a bit dizzy, he didn't know what happened either, and there was an egg-sized lump on his forehead.

  "Alright, since we're both still alive, let's find a way out. We can't die here, that would be the most miserable thing." Qin Zhong said, using his flashlight to take another look around, and then looked up at the place where he had fallen from, which was a huge hole of over ten square meters.

  He touched his own buck teeth, still intact, and looked up at the big hole: "Which son of a bitch dug this well, almost didn't kill me."

  Mark lit a lighter and smoked a cigarette: "You're the unlucky one here, not only did you fall from the stairs, but also pulled us down together, you still have the nerve to scold."

  Qin Zhong muttered in a low voice: "There should be electric lights inside, judging from the appearance it seems to be an underground tunnel. The light shines out and can't see the end, if nothing unexpected happens, this should be the place where the little devils did some things that couldn't be seen by people back then."

  "Hey, if it's really like this, can't we find some good stuff here?" Mark said.

  Big Tooth licked his big tooth and stuck it next to Qin Zhong: "Then are we going to make some more before leaving?"

  Qin Zhong couldn't take it anymore: "Let's not talk about anything else, can we even get out of here? You two are thinking too much, first let's see if the lights in this place can be turned on."

  "Come on, it's been so long, more than sixty years since the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan, where did this lantern come from?"

  "Shut up and smoke your cigarette quietly. Don't waste words, if you want to go out, find a way." Qin Zhong and several others started searching for possible light sources inside the cave.

  Because there were only a few people with flashlights, their progress was slow. After searching around the cave for several rounds, they surprisingly didn't find any possible places to turn on the lights.

  On the wall, only a few neglected lamp holders were found. The rust spots on the inner wall of the lamp holder had turned into copper sulfate. Qin Zhong touched it with his hand and removed the rusty part. After that, the original body inside was still well preserved.

  "See? There should be a light here. If it's like before, there should be a power generation room around here!" Qin Zhong discovered a black cable behind the lamp holder and quickly followed it for several steps before it turned in another direction.

  Mona scratched her own explosive hair: "My god, there's really a power generation room here."

  "Do you understand Japanese?" Mark asked.

  Qin Zhong glanced at Mark: "You really wasted your Chinese face, how many Chinese characters did the Japanese steal do you know?"

  "Huh?"

  "What's wrong? Is what Grandfather Qin said incorrect?" Qin Zhong gently tugged on the cable, which indeed led to that room: "Right, it's here, go inside."

  Dàyá had been ready for a long time, and with a sudden burst of energy, he jumped up and kicked the iron gate with one foot. However, after this kick, the iron gate seemed to have no reaction. When Qin Zhong and others stretched out their hands to help push it, a strong smell wafted out from inside the gate.