Chapter 490: Is It a Monster?

Yang Zi couldn’t help saying, “Why don’t we ask Lu Yuwen? He was outside all night long, he might have seen or heard something!”

Brother Xiao glanced in Lu Yuwen’s direction, frowning even deeper.

“I’ve already told you to be careful! If you want to vent, wait until we’re out of the maze! Now you’ve turned him into a half-dead man, and you still expect him to hear something?!”

“Yes, after being tied up all night, we don’t even know if he will be able to walk tomorrow.” Zhang Ke said sarcastically, “If he really cannot walk, will we have to figure out how to carry him?”

Brother Xiao became even more exasperated upon hearing this, said, “Yang Zi, go and untie him!”

Yang Zi was somewhat reluctant. He hated how Lu Yuwen looked down on them just because he was smarter, but thinking that someone would take turns to keep watch tonight and Lu Yuwen couldn’t escape, he compromised and went over to untie him.

Lu Yuwen, appearing feeble, slid to the ground leaning against a tree trunk, his body tilted to one side.

Even though the ropes on his body were loosened, those on his wrists remained.

The other end of the rope was tied to the tent, so they could detect any movements as soon as Lu Yuwen pulled on the rope.

For the rest of the night, the three of them took turns to keep watch.

Su Man couldn’t find an opportunity to rescue Lu Yuwen.

She couldn’t even find a chance to speak to Lu Yuwen.

In the blink of an eye, day had broken. Looking at the three men packing up the tent, preparing to start again, she sank into deep confusion — what was she supposed to do to rescue Lu Yuwen from such dire circumstances?

With no good ideas in mind, she could only continue to follow them.

Unfortunately, not long after they started, their motorcycle ran out of gas.

The group of people cursed and muttered, attributing it to the “thief” who stole the map last night. They didn’t suspect Lu Yuwen at all.

Like this, after traveling for three blocks, they couldn’t hold on any longer and had to stop.

Without the motorcycle, it was just too hard to traverse the maze on foot.

Lu Yuwen was almost dragged along, feeling an intense burning pain below his knees, his legs felt useless.

Zhang Ke, Yang Zi, and Brother Xiao, who were dragging him, were no better. They were sweating profusely, but their youthful strength allowed them to endure much more than Yuwen, the cripple.

Lu Yuwen glanced back with some concern.

At this pace and intensity, he doubted any woman could keep up.

However, it was better that she couldn’t keep up. Being further away from these men was safer. If a woman was entangled in this, escaping would be even more troublesome.

No sooner had this idea crossed his mind, than he saw a flash of red dancing at the corner of his eye before disappearing.

Su Man was not only closely following behind, she also moved with agility and showed no signs of fatigue.

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Where on earth had this woman come from?! Was she a monster???

“What are you looking at! If you have the energy then hurry up and move!” Yang Zi from the front yelled, “We’ve lost our map, you have to redraw the entire thing for us! Be quick about it!”

Lu Yuwen turned his gaze forward again and silently walked onwards…

…

As Lu Yuwen had described earlier, the environment inside the maze comprised of massive, square blocks.

Without any measuring tools, the exact size of the blocks remained unknown. They could only estimate that both sides were about 2 kilometers long.

For example, the present 2 kilometers they were traveling was a highway. When they moved onto the next 2 kilometers, it could suddenly become a field or a hill, or the change could be smaller, turning into a different bloc.

It was as if a city had been sliced into 100 pieces, randomly shuffled, and then reassembled.

What they had to do was not just walk through each 2-kilometer block. They also had to map every block to look for patterns and clues.

Despite his extreme fatigue, Lu Yuwen was painstakingly meticulous in his map drawing. After all, it was directly related to whether he could escape from the maze.

Just as he was carefully drawing the layout of the streets nearby, Yang Zi suddenly pulled him up. Lu Yuwen’s paper and pen fell to the ground –