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My lip reading was very non-standard, which made A San very confused. I saw him frown. But he understood that I had something very important and very private to say, and I didn't want others to hear it. He opened his mouth wide and spit out two words. 'What? 'Although he was out of breath as he ran, his lip language was very clear and I could understand it clearly. I thought about it and decided to imitate his less complicated sentences. I tried to purse my lips and say two words. ' Fatty'. Obviously, he understood these two words. I saw him nod and say something that made me put my heart in my stomach. 'He lives. Xiao Guolin It’s time to meet him. ' The excitement made me dizzy, and I couldn't help but close my eyes and rest for a while. But I can't. My conversation with A San relies entirely on observing the other person's lip reading. I'm afraid of missing even a little bit of information, so I always have to keep my eyes open and look at him. 'Are they okay? Fatty, Xiao Guolin, and others. ' To deliver such a long sentence, I have to have my mouth shape as standard as possible, which is quite difficult for me and consumes a lot of energy. After saying this, cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Of course, pain is also a factor. 'I can only hear Brother Gang's voice. The situation over there is not good either. He sounds hurt from his tone. I can't hear other people's voices. There are two possibilities for this. One is that the person I locked and monitored has no words, and the other is that he may be dead. "After reading A San's words, my hard heart couldn't bear it any longer. I couldn't help but close my eyes and felt tears streaming down from the corners of my eyes. If possible, I really wanted to cry. That moment There were more than ten soldiers in the group, and only Fatty died in such a short time. Even though my heart is as hard as iron, I can't help but burst into tears. I can only pray that it is the former, A San. The person LOCKED is speechless, not dead. But I know this is just me numbing myself. The two people A San gave me may also be comforting me and giving me some thoughts. Although it is impossible. He always monitors the movements of Fatty, but he knows that Fatty has an Antimatter Bomb in his hand. His character who is afraid of death will monitor the movements of the other group when he has the time and ability. He cannot listen. It won't be a matter of time before he hears other people's voices. Even if they don't die, most of them will be seriously injured. In this place, the difference between serious injuries and death is really real. Not big.
I silently shed tears for a while, and when I opened my eyes, I saw A San looking at me with urgency. It seemed he had a lot to say.
Suppressing my sorrow, I asked A San, "What is it?"
"Their cave is strange. For a while, they faced threats from both sides—monsters outside and unrest inside the cave. I heard Gang Ge cursing and swearing about the cave where they were hiding.
He seems to trust Xiao Guolin quite a bit, leaving everything to him without any concealment. Brother Qiang, I don't trust him; it's not that I'm trying to stir trouble, but I'm really afraid of him. Xiao Guolin gives me a very unsettling and terrifying feeling."
I understood A San. To be honest, I also felt a mix of fear and suspicion towards Xiao Guolin, perhaps even more fear than he did. Just like when we crawled through the Ventilation Duct, I let him go first because I was afraid he might suddenly turn on us. His inhuman combat ability could wipe us out in an instant.
The information A San provided made one thing clear: Fatty was still alive, which was a small blessing amidst the misfortune.
It seemed that Xiao Guolin's support for them was significant and timely. Given Fatty's temperament, when his teammates were on the verge of collapse, he would undoubtedly detonate the Antimatter Bomb without hesitation; he would never die with regrets. Taking all those strange creatures down with him was just Fatty's style.
Through A San, I learned that Fatty had told everything to Xiao Guolin. This meant that Fatty recognized and trusted him as his Father-in-law.
When I spoke with Fatty, I emphasized that he should handle his relationship with Xiao Guolin himself. Although he couldn't fully grasp the situation, he understood that there were deeper meanings in my words.
If he completely trusts Xiao Guolin and has revealed all our cards, there must be a reason for it. I believe in Fatty and his judgment!
Moreover, him disclosing everything to Xiao Guolin gave me a sense of leaving behind a last message. I knew Fatty was not someone who would give up on life easily; it wasn't that he wouldn't give up lightly; it was simply impossible for him to do so. As long as there was even a glimmer of hope, he would fight to survive—he truly was strong!
Thus, the only possibility left for him was that he intended to retreat, to fall back to the Ventilation Duct.
Xiao Guolin had gone up to the Dam to find the map of the exit in the Stone Forest Maze. He once wanted to give it to me, but I refused it to show my determination not to abandon Fatty's group.
Fatty probably didn't refuse; he seemed quite happy with Xiao Guolin, and their father-son relationship appeared harmonious, even though the Father-in-law was a fraud.
I didn't know what choice Fatty would make next. I was certain he would head towards the Ventilation Duct without a doubt. But what choice he would make afterward was beyond my guess.
Of course, he only had two options: wait there or pursue us.
I winked at A San and asked, "Has Fatty left the cave?"
"No," A San quickly replied. "He charged out twice but couldn't break through. He's trying to figure something out; it seems he's planning a big explosion."
This statement made me realize that besides weapons, Fatty's backpack likely contained explosives—not just grenades or other area-effect weapons but powerful explosives capable of causing massive destruction.
I silently prayed for Fatty and turned to A San, saying, "Keep an eye on the other group's movements. If Fatty makes a move, pay attention to what he does. He will give us a hint."
Yes, I believed Fatty had that kind of awareness. He couldn't possibly know our situation, but he must have realized that his actions would be discovered by us. As long as he revealed his plan, we would know his destination, which would allow us to converge with him and ultimately unite.
Speaking such a long sentence drained my energy. I was so exhausted that I could barely keep my eyes open, and my mind felt foggy, gradually slipping into unconsciousness.
Perhaps the news of the near annihilation of the other group hit me too hard, or maybe knowing that Fatty was still alive allowed a slight relaxation in my crumbling heart. My mind and body quickly entered a state of oblivion.
I didn't know how long it had been when I finally opened my eyes.
I hadn't woken up naturally; I was roused by a pair of strong hands. There were many startled voices around me.
The most prominent voice I heard was, "Black Hole!" (To Be Continued.)
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