RPAGF Chapter 522 Testing each other
Chapter 522 Testing each other
Qingting and Ah Xiang were still unconscious, and the cave was in a mess.
Chen Yile looked around but still couldn't find the exit. They seemed to be trapped in this dangerous place and didn't know what to do next.
The audience in the live broadcast room finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the barrage of comments began to scroll again.
Some people came to comfort Chen Yile, while others were curious about how they would leave next. Everyone was still immersed in the thrilling battle that had just taken place, and was worried about the safety of Chen Yile and the others.
Chen Yile rested for a long time before struggling to stand up. He walked to Qingting and A Xiang and checked on them. He was secretly glad that they had just fainted and were not seriously injured.
He looked at the cave full of gold, silver and jewelry but full of dangers, frowned, and thought about what to do next.
But his mind was in a mess. At this moment, he was really confused and helpless.
He walked to every corner of the cave again, groping carefully, hoping to find a mechanism or clue to get out, but after searching for a long time, he still found nothing.
The cave was eerily quiet, with only his heavy footsteps echoing. The silence was like an invisible hand, tightly gripping his heart and making him feel even more uneasy.
The audience in the live broadcast room also became anxious, and the barrage of comments kept refreshing.
"Brother Chen, look carefully again, there must be an exit, don't give up!"
"This place is too weird. Why can't I find the exit? Brother Chen needs to work harder!"
"How about we rescue the people first? It'll be easier if the three of us search together."
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An hour passed, and Chen Yile was still groping around in the cave like a headless fly, but the exit seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him on purpose and was nowhere to be found.
His forehead was covered with sweat, which slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the dusty ground, leaving small marks.
His eyes showed fatigue and helplessness, and his brows were tightly furrowed as if they could pinch a fly to death.
His originally neat clothes were now tattered, covered in dust and blood. His disheveled appearance was in stark contrast to his high spirits when he first entered the tomb.
The air in the cave became thinner and thinner, and every time I took a breath, I felt as if something was pressing on my chest, making it heavy.
The temperature was also rising, so hot that it made people feel as if they were in a steamer. Sweat kept coming out, soaking his back.
Chen Yile took out his cell phone and wanted to check the time, but found that the battery was exhausted. The screen flashed a few times and then turned off automatically.
He sighed helplessly and said to the live broadcast room: "Brothers, the phone is out of battery and has automatically turned off. This situation is getting worse and worse. I haven't found a way out yet, and I don't know what to do next."
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the screen go black, they were immediately shocked and the barrage of comments scrolled wildly.
"Brother Chen, you must hold on, don't let anything happen!"
"This is so unlucky! Why is there no electricity? What should I do now?"
"Come on, Brother Chen! I hope you can find the exit quickly and escape from danger!"
Unfortunately, Chen Yile could no longer see these comments. He put his phone back in his pocket and walked over to Qingting and A Xiang to see if their phones could be used.
When they picked them up, they found that both of their phones were broken in the previous chaos. The screens were full of cracks and could not be turned on at all.
Chen Yile was completely desperate. He sat down helplessly, leaning against the stone wall, breathing heavily, looking at the pile of gold, silver and jewelry in front of him with somewhat empty eyes, his heart full of regret. If only he had not come in at the beginning, but it was too late to say anything now.
Not long after, the dragonfly woke up in a daze.
She rubbed her head first and felt a headache.
Then he subconsciously reached for the phone next to him.
Seeing the broken screen of her phone, she was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Yile and asked, "Brother Chen, is your phone okay?"
Chen Yile smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "It ran out of power and turned off automatically."
When Dragonfly heard this, he was so angry that he slapped the ground, raising a small cloud of dust and shouted, "Damn it! We came here to broadcast live, and now we can't broadcast live anymore. What the hell is going on?"
Her brows were furrowed, her eyes full of annoyance. Her originally delicate makeup was a little smudged by sweat and dust, and her hair was a little messy, but she couldn't care less about that at the moment.
Chen Yile looked at her helplessly and said, "Let's find the exit first. If we don't get out, there's no air here and we'll all die."
His voice was a little hoarse, revealing a sense of weakness, and his eyes were full of seriousness and worry.
After hearing this, the anger on Qingting's face instantly turned into fear. She suddenly crawled to Chen Yile's side, leaned on his shoulder like a helpless child, and asked with a hint of tears in her voice, "Brother Chen, you can't find it either. Are we going to die here?"
Her body trembled slightly, and she tightly grasped the corner of Chen Yile's clothes, her eyes full of fear of death.
Chen Yile was silent for a while, then slowly said, "It's very likely, but I have a question for you."
His eyes became sharp as he stared at Dragonfly, as if trying to see something from her expression.
Dragonfly forced a smile and said, "I know what you want to ask. You want to know what my relationship is with the Changsheng Cult, right?"
"Actually, when the people from the Spirit Detective Organization followed in, I knew things were not simple. There have been rumors on our Iron-Eating Beast live broadcast platform that it is related to the Immortal Cult. You are not the first to come to investigate this matter."
Chen Yile frowned slightly and retorted: "I didn't say I was here to investigate this matter."
Dragonfly smiled, but that smile was filled with a hint of bitterness. She said, "Stop pretending. Let me be honest with you. I'm not a member of the Immortal Cult at all!"
"A Xiang isn't either, but we did meet someone from the Changsheng Cult. Damn it, they tricked us into saying they wanted to teach us skills!"
"They tricked us into believing we were their true selves, and I only taught them a few basic skills. I want to find them even more than you do!"
As she spoke, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, she bit her lips tightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
Chen Yile asked in surprise: "Are you really not? Then why..."
Qingting took over his words and said, "Why do we have to do those things? Come on, we are just here to live broadcast and attract attention. Someone has to do something."
She scratched her head a little embarrassedly, but there was still a hint of stubbornness in her eyes.
Chen Yile sneered: "It almost got me killed!"
Dragonfly smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was such a big problem. How about I make it up to you?"