Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 412 - 259_2

Chapter 412: Chapter 259_2

He squatted down, fingers caressing the ground, trying to find even the slightest hint of a trace, but his brow gradually furrowed.

"What’s going on? Are the markings disappearing again?"

Big Hammer couldn’t help but lower his voice and asked, breaking the team’s brief silence.

Fang Cheng stood up, his face grim as he looked around.

The fog grew thicker, as if alive, wrapping around them in layers.

The visible range was becoming smaller, to the point where even each other’s faces were blurring.

Everyone seemed to be standing in an ethereal void, unable to see their own outstretched fingers.

Fang Cheng activated "Eagle Eye Vision," trying to let his gaze penetrate the fog and observe the distant scenery as much as possible.

Yet there was still no sign of the markings.

"I have a feeling the terrain of the entire Mist Mountain seems to be changing constantly."

Fang Cheng spoke, his gaze deep and voice low:

"So wherever we go, we can’t find the real way out, unless..."

Speaking, he slowly raised his head, looking at flickering points of light in the dark clouds, and uttered the latter half.

"Unless we can fly."

The words sunk heavily into everyone’s hearts.

Big Hammer scratched his head, muttering in helplessness:

"What are we supposed to do? We’re not bird people; we don’t have wings. Are we just supposed to wait for the fog to clear?"

Lin Chuqiao bit her lower lip, her teeth leaving a faint imprint on her lip.

After thinking for a moment, she softly shook her head:

"No, those black mists seem to be closing in, shrinking the safe area. We need to quickly find a way out, or we might end up trapped here."

Her eyes showed a hint of worry as she looked around at the pervasive fog, attempting to find a flaw in it, but all around was darkness.

Bai Ling clung tightly to Lin Chuqiao, unconsciously tugging at her clothes, saying timidly:

"Could it be that something hidden in this mountain is secretly manipulating the terrain, deliberately erasing the markings to stop us from leaving?"

Her voice trembled, like a frightened fawn.

The scene they were encountering felt like a real-life ghost story.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, then said:

"Xiao Chu, try contacting the Professor again, and see if he has any ideas."

At this moment, the fog was not only blocking visual perception but also disrupting the Spiritual Link, intermittently.

Lin Chuqiao was forced to halt it unnecessarily to conserve her energy.

Upon hearing Fang Cheng’s suggestion, she took a deep breath, then closed her eyes tightly, gently furrowing her brow, focusing her spiritual power.

She attempted to pierce through the dense fog and re-establish contact with the Professor.

"Hey, Xiao Chu, White Ghost, how are things on your end?"

The Professor’s voice echoed in everyone’s minds, the familiar gentle tone uplifting their spirits.

Lin Chuqiao quickly relayed the previous events and the current predicament straightforwardly.

Over there, the Professor was silent for a moment, seemingly contemplating a response, then said:

"You all stay where you are for now. I’ll have Monkey shoot a signal flare to see if it can illuminate the woods and show the path."

The calm voice came through the Spiritual Link, momentarily soothing the group’s initial panic.

Monkey, stationed at the mountain head observation point, received the instructions and immediately responded on the consciousness channel and began to act.

However.

Fang Cheng and Lin Chuqiao and the others waited several seconds.

The surrounding woods and the sky overhead remained dead silent, with no expected light visible.

"Did you see the signal flare launch?"

The Professor’s voice came again, slightly shocked.

Big Hammer couldn’t help yelling:

"No! It’s pitch black here, can’t see a thing!"

His voice echoed in the darkness, full of impatience and helplessness.

"That’s strange, what’s happening?"

The Professor mumbled, his tone full of confusion.

While everyone was at a loss.

Fang Cheng suddenly felt a chill, as if locked onto by some dangerous presence, instinctively turning his head to look.

This glance made his hair stand on end; a gust of wind swept the fog toward them, icy and piercing, like thousands of steel needles against their faces.

And the distant black fog, once isolated, seemed to surge like a tide, initially just a gentle ripple, instantly transforming into a fury of Mountain Shifting and Sea Overturning, as if to devour everything along its path.

Fang Cheng’s pupils contracted abruptly; he immediately shouted:

"Run!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a sound like the thunderous stampede of thousands of horses approached, deafening their ears, drowning out his shouting.

The ground beneath slightly trembled, as if announcing the opening of Hell’s gates.

Within the rolling black waves, countless pairs of sinister eyes hid, emitting a cold gleam, fixedly watching them.

Everyone reacted quickly, turning and sprinting.

They had no defined direction, only able to desperately push their legs forward, striving to escape the impending terror following them.

However, the mountain path was rugged, filled with thorns and stones, adding numerous obstacles to their escape.

Lin Chuqiao, already exhausted, soon gasped for breath, stumbling, her face pale as paper, sweat soaked through her clothes.

Seeing her slow down, about to be overtaken by the black fog, Fang Cheng decisively turned back, quickly picking her up, then continued to run, as fast as flying.

Big Hammer followed suit, grabbing Bai Ling who was also falling behind, clutching her under his arm, following Fang Cheng’s steps in frantic flight.