Chapter 372

But something seemed to be flickering.

Ning Chen was drawn to it.

He walked over.

After entering that mountain pit.

Ning Chen exhaled a mouthful of white vapor, his gaze heavy.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

There were fully five corpses here!

But due to the passage of too many years.

Nothing can withstand the flow of time.

They had now turned into white bones.

Even because the weather was too cold.

The bones made a "creak creak" sound.

Ning Chen sighed.

These people all seemed to have been trapped here and died.

The visibility here must have been far too low.

Even he himself could see the path through the thick fog only by relying on his SSS-level observation.

But that was merely two meters!

One can see how low the visibility for ordinary people was here.

Moreover, they were not like him.

A map guiding the correct path existed in his mind.

And the oxygen was still abundant.

If they lost their way, it was equivalent to waiting for death.

At this moment, inside the live broadcast room.

The crowd also let out a chorus of sighs.

【Sigh, I never expected that just in a pit, five corpses would be found!】

【Whose father were they? Whose mother! And whose children? Ultimately swallowed by this Mangshan, dying here! Truly a death unworthy of pity!】

【Yes! They may once have been very talented, had ideals, shone brilliantly, but finally here, they could not even be buried in the earth.】

【The white bones are eerie and spiritual! Everyone, do not look at the dead! It brings bad luck!】

【I never expected that seeing a dead skeleton for the first time would be in a live broadcast room, right here in Mangshan; this is, to some extent, rather desolate.】

【I think they must never have regretted making this choice; the only thing they regretted was failing to conquer this mountain!】

At this moment.

Zhu Lao also widened his eyes.

Any one of these could very well be the little junior sister.

Ning Chen walked over slowly and saw the glowing object.

It was clutched in the hand of one of the skeletons.

He took the gilded item from the skeleton's hand and examined it carefully.

It was a necklace, with a somewhat Western style.

Ning Chen opened it; inside was a photograph.

A scene of a young father carrying his daughter on his back, running across the grass.

The father and daughter were smiling very happily.

But at this moment.

Ning Chen looked at this skeleton, saying nothing more and doing nothing.

He simply closed the gilded necklace and placed it back in the skeleton's hand.

Immediately after.

Ning Chen swept his gaze around.

He began walking toward another skeleton.

He observed for a while; the bones appeared to be female.

In her hand was a book nearly rotted away.

Ning Chen picked up that book.

It contained a diary.

"May 6th, my first day trapped here."

"May 7th, I did not bring much food; I plan to go down again to try and find the way back."

"May 8th, the oxygen tank is almost empty; without oxygen, I likely cannot get out of here."

"May 9th, no food left; the little that remains is enough for only one day. Fortunately, water is barely sufficient."

"May 10th, no oxygen left. I am in a state of oxygen deprivation every day now and cannot last long. The thick fog has grown denser again; my head is so dizzy; I cannot find the way I came!"

"May 11th, no food, no water, no oxygen. It is too cold. I feel I am about to die. Hahaha, fortunately there are three skeleton companions nearby; otherwise, this night would truly be hard to endure!"

"May 12th, the last attempt to find the path failed. I am going to die. I know I cannot survive. Then let me sleep here forever. I firmly believe my descendants will conquer this mountain."

Written up to this point.

This diary has no further entries.

Did Ning Chen likewise put it back.

Then he looked again at those three skeletons.

One of them held a mobile phone in their hand.

This was also a woman.

Did Ning Chen walked over and picked it up.

It was powered off.

He began trying the power button.

Finally.

After pressing it for five or six minutes.

That phone slowly powered on.

The light shone on Did Ning Chen's face.

He looked closely at the battery level.

"None!"

Relying on his SSS-level hacker knowledge, he knew this was the battery's final charge, preserved a bit due to the cold on Mount Tiantai.

But it could not last long.

It would power off automatically in a little while.

The phone screen basically had no apps.

But one chat app had many red dots.

Did Ning Chen tapped it and saw these were messages sent from a contact labeled "Daughter."

By inference, they must have been sent by her daughter when there was network coverage, but on Mangshan there was no network, so this mother had no way to reply.

Did Ning Chen tapped open that conversation window again, the messages above.

Made him fall silent.

That conversation window.

At this moment.

Messages kept popping up, but next to them was a spinning icon.

This was because there was no network; these messages could not be sent, but they could remain on this phone.

Those long voice messages instantly scrolled to 99+.

Even far more than that!