Logging 10,000 Years into the Future

Chapter 380

The Tiger Scorpion Squad generously shared some of their supplies, considering Lu Sheng had required them to bring plenty, and their progress was absurdly fast, likely more than enough.

Besides the crew-cut middle-aged man and the dreadlocked youth, the Hongluo Squad consisted of two more members: one around forty, with a square face and quiet demeanor, and another in his thirties, fair-skinned and lively like the dreadlocked youth.

They evidently hadn’t heard about the Ninth War Zone’s General Star Rankings and didn’t recognize Lu Sheng, saving much trouble.

The bald man generously offered the whiskey he had found earlier to everyone.

The two squads sat around the barbecue rack and stove in the middle of the catacomb, drinking and eating meat, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

“You guys haven’t been in here long, right? Seeing that you still got good stuff …”

The dreadlocked youth tore a roasted rabbit leg from the grill, took a big bite, then a swig of whiskey, showing a satisfied expression.

“Delicious! After a month of high-energy sugar pills, my mouth was about to go numb …”

The crew-cut middle-aged man, however, gave the Tiger Scorpion Squad a complicated look, saying, “This wild meat is very fresh, not more than two days old … The Tiger Scorpion Squad’s strength is indeed hidden. It won’t be long before you advance to AA, maybe even AAA …”

They were on the twenty-first layer of the catacomb.

To reach the twenty-first layer in less than two days from the first layer indicated formidable combat strength.

No wonder the Hongluo team looked at them with new respect.

The Tiger Scorpion Squad didn’t know how to explain, so they just smiled awkwardly.

Strength evidently played a role, as the crew-cut middle-aged man then actively engaged in conversation with Zhan Hongyu, discussing almost exclusively catacomb matters.

He warned them to be careful of certain crevices, avoid areas where Level 7 beasts gathered, and so on.

He even drew a simple map on the catacomb floor, marking dangerous spots.

Zhan Hongyu listened attentively.

The crew-cut middle-aged man’s information was precious, sometimes lifesaving in the perilous catacomb.

“How deep are you planning to go?”

The crew-cut middle-aged man suddenly asked.

Zhan Hongyu instinctively glanced at Lu Sheng, and since he didn’t speak, she vaguely replied, “Around twenty layers, maybe a bit deeper.”

“Don’t go below the twenty-fifth layer!”

The crew-cut middle-aged man said seriously, “The martial arts maniacs below the twenty-fifth layer have gone completely mad. They crazily hunt our military generals. An A-level squad went down recently and lost all contact. If we hadn’t run fast enough, we would have perished too …”

He showed a large wound on his chest and abdomen, like a beast’s bite, shocking to see.

The Tiger Scorpion Squad members looked at each other, visibly moved.

“A collective riot?”

Zhan Hongyu’s expression tightened, “We must report this to the military immediately.”

The crew-cut middle-aged man nodded, “We’re preparing to return and report the situation to the military.”

The catacomb’s atmosphere became heavy, and the Tiger Scorpion Squad, having hardly consumed their energy, quickly prepared to leave after a brief rest.

“Captain Hongyu, be careful.”

The crew-cut middle-aged man earnestly warned before they left.

Zhan Hongyu nodded, said nothing, and led her team out of the catacomb.

They continued downward, with Lu Sheng still leading the way.

Occasionally encountering beasts, he killed them effortlessly, and his spiritual power allowed them to avoid misty crevices ahead of time.

Watching Lu Sheng’s calm back, Zhan Hongyu couldn’t help but step forward, “Sir, Luo Zhen from the Hongluo Squad is very cautious and steady …”

Lu Sheng glanced at her and calmly said, “I know what you’re thinking. Don’t worry, we may not need to go below the twenty-fifth layer. Even if we do …”

Lu Sheng casually crushed a level-six beast blocking the way and said lightly, “If I can bring you down; naturally, I can bring you back up.”

“Yes.”

Zhan Hongyu said no more, obediently stepping aside.

Lu Sheng wasn’t concerned.

Zhan Hongyu and the others worried because they saw the injured Hongluo Squad, whose strength was similar to theirs.

The Hongluo Squad captain’s serious tone also contributed.

But Lu Sheng didn’t look down on them; many crises that could wipe out the Tiger Scorpion and Hongluo squads were nothing to him.

With his current strength, unless he encountered the legendary Level 9 beasts, almost no situation could be considered dangerous.

He was fast, had spiritual power to scout, and the likelihood of danger was extremely low.

Besides, Lu Sheng didn’t plan to stay in the catacomb for long; he aimed to find the Mithril mine, collect some, and leave, significantly reducing the risk.

…

The group soon reached the twenty-fifth layer of the catacomb.

The black mist here was significantly thicker than the previous layer.

The Tiger Scorpion Squad members had long abandoned their relaxed demeanor, each holding weapons, ready to fight.

Lu Sheng remained unconcerned, his spiritual power spreading like light.

Layer by layer, sweeping through countless blurry images, with one goal …

The Mithril mine.

Finally, Lu Sheng’s eyes flashed with a hint of joy.

He found it.

“Stay close.”

Lu Sheng said and dashed forward like the wind.

The Tiger Scorpion Squad followed closely, descending further.

The twenty-sixth layer …

The twenty-seventh layer …

The twenty-eighth layer …

Seeing Lu Sheng rush into the thirtieth layer without slowing, the Tiger Scorpion Squad hesitated.

The black mist was even denser here, reducing visibility for their Master-level bodies.

Fear of the unknown grew, especially since they had never ventured into the thirtieth layer.

Zhan Hongyu looked around the darkness and said firmly, “Following Sir Lu is the safest, let’s go!”

She chased after Lu Sheng’s figure.

The others hesitated briefly but then followed.

Fortunately, Lu Sheng’s pace slowed significantly after entering the thirtieth layer.

He acted nonchalantly, forming his palm into a fist, and punched a Level 7 beast hard.

The beast’s huge body smashed into a stone wall and sunk in.

Lu Sheng glanced at the thoroughly dead Level 7 beast with shattered bones and flesh and called the Tiger Scorpion Squad.

“Collect the tissue fluid.”

The bald man and the taciturn middle-aged man quickly moved forward and started working.

Suddenly, the bald man excitedly exclaimed, “Mithril! It’s a Mithril mine! Sir, we’re rich!”

“Oh?”

Lu Sheng, calm as ever, walked over.

“Really? Let me see.”