I Have A City In An Alternate World

In the quiet cave, the survivors were silent, but they were thinking about when they could leave.

It had been three days since the incident, but no one had come to help.

In fact, during these three days, they did not hear any movement from the outside world, which proved that no rescue operation had been carried out.

The king-class sea monster must have had something to do with this.

To deal with a King-level sea monster, at least five King-level cultivators were needed. Otherwise, they would be no match for it.

The entire Island could gather this number of Masters, but it didn't mean that they were willing to deal with the sea monsters. After all, it was a great risk, and a little carelessness could put their lives in danger.

The best solution was to stall for time. When the king-level sea monster realized that it couldn't leave, it would probably leave on its own.

This way, the price paid was the smallest. At best, they would sacrifice some residents, but in the end, the entire town would be saved.

The people outside could naturally tell which was more important.

But in this way, the survivors trapped in the cave became abandoned, and no one cared about them.

Under such circumstances, if they did not think of a way to save themselves, they might never be able to wait for help to arrive.

The survivors were also aware of this problem, and while they were indignant, they also tried to find ways to save themselves.

"Why don't we move the rocks together and see if we can dig a passage?"

One of the survivors in charge of security suggested.

"Don't even think about it. I've already tried it before, but it didn't work at all. Otherwise, why would I wait until now?

Those rocks were too huge and hard, completely different from ordinary rocks. Even the cave under his feet was completely natural, and it was almost impossible to excavate it by hand.

Moreover, we don't have any chiseling tools in our hands, so we can't do anything with the swords in our hands!"

The one who spoke was a resident of the town. He had lived here for decades and was familiar with the geography and soil. Naturally, he knew how hard these rocks were.

This Island was a product of the creation ball, and it was completely different from ordinary stones. Its density was shockingly high.

"If we can't get out of the exit, where can we leave from? we can't just wait here for death, can we?"

Someone asked, his face full of unwillingness.

"The resources in the cave won't last long. I estimate that in another three to five days, the food here will be completely consumed.

Even if we can hold on for a while, what should we do when we reach our limit?

At that time, even if you're not killed by the monsters, you'll die of hunger and thirst. That's even worse!"

Upon hearing these words full of resentment, the surrounding survivors were dejected and their hearts were filled with helplessness.

actually, it's not that there's no way to leave this place, but there's a certain risk. It's best not to do so unless you're at the end of your rope.

The local thought for a moment and said to the crowd, but his tone was a little hesitant.

All the survivors 'eyes lit up, and they quickly urged him to tell them what other methods he had.

"The method I'm talking about is actually very simple. We can enter other passages through these deep pits and find a way out.

As long as we can find the marked passage, we can follow it and advance until we successfully return to the surface.

However, not only was there seawater in the deep pit, but there were also many monsters and strange plants. Each situation could take a life.

Moreover, the interior of the passage was complicated, and one could get lost in it if they were not careful. Even the best guide could not guarantee that they would never get lost.

In the past few years, countless people have been lost in the underground passages, and 99% of them did not come out alive."

The local resident shook his head and sighed. that's why I said we can't do this unless we're at the end of our rope. Otherwise, it's no different from courting death.

After hearing the description of the local residents, the hope in the survivors 'eyes dimmed again, and they shook their heads.

The path of survival that the other party spoke of was actually a dead end in their eyes. No one would be willing to make such an attempt unless they knew that they were going to die.

If they were to get lost in the underground tunnel or encounter the sea monsters, they would not be able to find a place to hide.

In that case, it would be better to wait for rescue here. Although the hope was slim, at least it was much safer.

It seemed that the topic was too heavy, the survivors quickly lost interest in chatting and soon became silent again.

The dark cave once again returned to a dead silence.

Of the three men, two were in charge of guarding, and one was lying down to rest.

Because of what had happened earlier, those who were lying down to rest could not sleep well. From time to time, some people would wake up from their dreams and look up vigilantly.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual above them, they heaved a sigh of relief and lay down again to catch up on sleep.

This kind of worrying way of resting made everyone even more tired, and the fatigue on their faces grew stronger.

It seemed to be a subconscious reaction. Every time people woke up, they would look at the three men to confirm whether they were okay.

As long as they were alive, it meant that he was still safe.

This situation lasted for nearly two hours before everyone finally couldn't bear the fatigue from their bodies and fell asleep.

Just as the survivors outside the circle were on guard and the survivors in the car were all asleep, the man lying in the circle suddenly opened his eyes.

He slowly got up and looked at the guards beside him with a look of shock on his face.

It turned out that among the guards in the outer circle, a figure had appeared out of nowhere and was sitting silently on a stone.

The back view was very familiar. It seemed to be someone he knew, but he could not remember who it was.

Water kept dripping from his clothes, wetting the rock he was sitting on.

"Who are you?"

The man in the circle looked at the back and asked in a puzzled tone. At the same time, his body twisted imperceptibly.

The figure didn't seem to have any reaction. He was still sitting quietly, but the water seemed to be dripping even faster. The entire rock was soaked.

The water spread in all directions, but the people around them seemed to be unaware of it, as if they didn't even notice that there was an extra person beside them.

Seeing such an unusual scene, the man in the circle trembled slightly and slowly stepped back.

At that moment, the figure sitting on the rock suddenly reached out and waved at him.

His back was clearly facing him, but the way he waved made it seem as if the figure was facing him.

The man's eyes seemed to be in a daze for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal and continued to step back firmly.

As if he had not expected this to happen, the figure sitting on the rock was stunned for a moment. Then, he stood up and slowly walked towards the man in the circle.

The strange figure was walking towards him. The man in the circle showed a trace of fear and began to retreat faster.

However, he was like a rusty machine. What he thought was a rapid retreat was actually as slow as a snail.

In just a few breaths, the strange figure had already appeared in front of him, but his back was still facing him.

The distance between the two of them was less than a foot. Then, the strange figure suddenly turned around, revealing a frightened and twisted face.

It was the Barbarian who had died not long ago.