Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu felt the intensity of the wind and the freshness of the air, and finally frowned.

"Is there access to the ground here?!"

The air brought in by the wind is very fresh, indicating that it is directly connected to the ground.

Otherwise, there would not be such fresh air.

but--

She turned around and looked at the dark hole behind her.

"The back here leads to the ground, so where does the forward lead to?!"

The layout of these houses is very simple. At first glance, it seems that they are not serious residences, but simple places to work.

If she guessed correctly, this should be where the maintenance workers who repair the gear rotation live.

This also means that there were people living here several years ago.

So, where are these people now?

Why did they abandon such a large gear? !

Or is it that the rotation of this gear is no longer important, so maintenance is given up? !

"Miss Ling..."

Vaguely, the shouts of Guard Yan came from the darkness.

The torch that Ling Luoyu inserted on the mountain wall was like a beacon, giving Yan Weiwei an accurate direction.

When he saw the light of fire, he ran as fast as he could.

By the time he reached the entrance of the cave, he was almost exhausted, and it took him a long time to climb up.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ling Luoyu sitting leisurely on the table, dangling his legs, eating and drinking.

"Oh my god...I'm so exhausted..."

Guard Yan lay down on the ground with a cry, a look of despair on his face.

"Why did someone appear in this damn place?!"

Ling Luoyu raised his water bag to drink water, but his pupils shrank, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Guard Yan was a little strange.

At this time, Guard Yan was like an orange peel that lacked water, and his whole face looked wrinkled.

He was already sweating, and coupled with the crazy running just now, he lost water faster, and his whole body seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant.

If he continues at this rate, it won't be long before he is completely dead.

After taking a sip of water, Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes: "Are you thirsty?!"

"No...not thirsty...just so tired..."

Guard Yan waved his hands helplessly and lay there motionless.

Ling Luoyu shook his head silently and took a bite of the dry bun.

"Would you like something to eat?!"

Guard Yan closed his eyes and waved his hands. He seemed to be exhausted and didn't even want to say anything.

Lowering his eyes calmly, Ling Luoyu jumped off the stone table: "You can rest here for a while. I'll go take a look at the surrounding environment and see what's going on..."

Guard Yan responded in a low voice, his voice hoarse and weak.

If he continued to dehydrate at this rate, it wouldn't be long before he died completely.

It stands to reason that in his current state, he has reached the edge of support, but the desire to survive is directing him to make the final struggle.

He might be able to stand up if he lies down this time, but when he falls down next time, it will probably be difficult to get up again! !

Before Guard Yan arrived, Ling Luoyu had already checked several rooms.

The furnishings in each room are different, simple and crude, and they look like the rooms of migrant workers.

When she reached the end of the room, she saw the stairs that spiraled downwards. There was a handrail on one side of the stairs, which was also made of iron. Although it was covered with dust, the tentacles were very smooth, and it was obvious that someone had touched them.

Ling Luoyu lit a torch and threw it down to an almost unfathomable height.

Until it finally landed, the fire turned into a small bright spot.