Chapter 270: 270 Black as Pitch

Translator: 549690339

Lun Ang was lying on the wooden floor of the second-floor corridor, panting heavily. He was soaked through, his face covered not only by rainwater but also by cold sweat that kept seeping out!

On his right leg, there were a few completely through-and-through bloody holes, gushing out fresh blood incessantly!

Losing blood at a rapid pace caused his face to display a defeated pallor, the usually chipper stubble on his face seemed to wilt in an instant.

Yan Qingwen gritted his teeth, silently knelt down on the ground, ripped open the fabric around the wound, and swiftly tore a long strip of white cloth from his own body. He tightly tied it around Lun Ang’s thigh where there was an abundance of blood vessels, attempting to staunch the bleed.

Shen Mo held him back: “The wound is too large; you need to use a tool on him as soon as possible.”

Yan Qingwen’s expression was strained as he responded, “There’s none left  the last bandage has already been used on Li Li.”

Shen Mo frowned and took a chunk of mud from his clothes, kneading it like putty and stretching it into a wide noodle shape, then covering Lun Ang’s wound with it!

The dark mud quickly turned gray.

Shen Mo drew back his hand, the mud regained its elasticity, whooshing back to its original shape.

And Lun Ang’s leg wound had completely healed!

Yan Qingwen was surprised and overjoyed at the same time, he asked, “A tool?!”

Shen Mo’s expression did not relax in the least, he slightly nodded and said, “Although it works quickly, it only heals flesh wounds. The crushed bones can only heal slowly on their own after being set.”

“Thank you  ” Lun Ang said thanks coarsely and heavily. He continued, “We’ve been through the maze twice, our bodies’ self-healing ability  is still, not bad  help me up ”

“Didn’t you say his bones were also crushed?!” Chang Weicai impatiently said, “Let’s not help him up, get a bed board and lift him instead!”

They dismantled a bed board and several of them lifted Lun Ang.

Tan Xiao asked again, “Where do we take him?”

The second floor was already flooded with a shallow layer of water, making everything wet underfoot.

“To the attic.” Yan Qingwen said.

— The house was two and a half stories tall, and the attic only took up half a floor, packed just like a storage room with all sorts of odds and ends, and also dolls.

The small space was crammed with ten people and it instantly felt claustrophobic.

There was limited space, Bai Youwei’s wheelchair was inconvenient to bring upstairs, so she had to sit leaning against the wall. Apart from Pan Xiaoxin, everyone else couldn’t stand upright.

Everyone found a spot to sit down.

Outside, it was pouring heavily. The rain slamming on the roof echoed throughout the entire attic.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

Li Li had woken up, leaning against the wall without speaking.

Lun Ang was also greatly weakened.

Shen Mo glanced at everyone and calmly said, “There’s still time, let’s think, what else could possibly be the treasure.”

There was no response.

Yan Qingwen’s team has consecutively had two people injured, severely affecting his condition.

Although Tan Xiao and Su Man differed in temperament, both were action-oriented and not adept at brainstorming.

Zhu Shu was a celebrity and was used to reading people and situations, not daring to speak freely without absolute certainty.

Pan Xiaoxin was even more cautious than Zhu Shu.

Mr. Chang looked at everyone, uncertainly saying, “The monster is like some sort of fish, so the treasure  could it be related to fish?”

“Really?” Tan Xiao’s eyes widened, “Could it be the fish we ate?  We already ate them, we can’t just make it vomit them back up can we?”

As soon as he finished speaking, several people felt nauseous.

Bai Youwei thought for a moment and suggested, “The summer rain is so heavy, it’s pitch-black outside and we can’t see where the treasure is  If we can’t see it in the dark, it must be in bright places. Only the second floor and the attic are lit right now, we should focus on searching these areas.”

She spoke as she turned to look at Chang Weicai, “Mr. Chang, lead some people to search the study thoroughly. See if there are any books related to the Water Monster.”