116: Chapter 116 Damn it! There are other "living things"?

Sitting and waiting for death was certainly not his style.

Qin Feng's gaze grew sharp; in the oxygen-deprived environment, his brain actually functioned even more clearly.

He pulled up the red treasure book and his fingers quickly swiped across it.

Based on his extensive military experience, a military base like this, especially an underground arsenal with such massive water consumption, was bound to have a comprehensive drainage system.

His fingertip stopped at the winding river three kilometers away.

Yes! It was really there!

Beneath this base, there must be a man-made or natural underground river leading directly there.

Going down was the only way to survive.

"Little bionic spider, go down!"

At Qin Feng's mental command, the bionic spider's eight appendages quickly transformed, combining into a high-frequency vibrating alloy drill bit.

"Zzz— zzzzz—"

The screeching sound of drilling seemed exceptionally abrupt in this space of death.

Taking advantage of the gap while the bionic spider drilled downwards, Qin Feng did not remain idle.

"Military Dog, go, scavenge for trash."

The Military Dog darted out from the shadows, wagging its tail, and happily rushed into the depths of the dark ruins.

Before long, Ghost dragged back some spoils of war.

Several corpses of soldiers from Yang Country and Bear Country.

Qin Feng cobbled together a set of clothes to wear and fished out a sharp military dagger from the waist of one of the corpses.

As for his battle-hardened hero pot, it had long since flown off to who knows what corner during the earth-shattering explosion.

As for the kitchen knife, it had been blown away along with his lower limbs.

"What a pity, such a good pot," Qin Feng pouted.

Casually stuffing the few bullets he had collected into his pocket, Qin Feng leaned against a twisted steel plate; only by reducing his activity could he survive.

In such a confined space, even a slightly fragile psychological state would lead to a mental breakdown.

But Qin Feng was very experienced; he was currently extremely calm, one could even say terrifyingly calm.

A person can survive for at most three days without food or water, and if there is water, they can last for a week.

But in the current situation, an ordinary person would likely struggle to hold on for even a single day.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

Qin Feng's stomach growled.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a beating drum, striking his nerves with every rumble.

Hunger!

His body had been severely damaged in the explosion and he had just completed a limb reattachment, consuming a massive amount of energy. The intense feeling of hunger was like a tide, almost swallowing his sanity.

Qin Feng finally set his sights on the military merit store.

[Half a leftover steamed bun: Price 0.5 military merit points (Limit 10)]

"..."

Qin Feng fell silent.

This was already the cheapest item.

In his past life, he was the dignified National Soldier King, yet now that he was down on his luck, he actually had to spend money to buy someone else's leftovers?

There was even a clear tooth mark on that bun!

He could even imagine that dog of a system, hiding in some corner of another dimension, picking at its feet while watching him make a fool of himself.

Dignity and survival.

This was a philosophical question.

"Gurgle—!!!"

His stomach's protest was even louder than before.

"Damn it!"

The great philosopher Qin decisively gave up on thinking.

"Buy!"

[Ding! Consumed 0.5 military merit points. Congratulations to the host for obtaining [Half a leftover steamed bun] x1.]

A cold, dry, and hard bun with obvious tooth marks appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Qin Feng didn't even look at it; he shoved it directly into his mouth and swallowed it in a few bites.

It tasted like sawdust mixed with sand and scratched his throat painfully, but that negligible amount of starch felt like a warm current, instantly soothing his restless stomach.

"Give me nine more! Pack them up!"

Qin Feng placed the order viciously.

[military merit: 295]

Dignity? Can dignity be eaten as a meal?

In the face of survival, everything else is bullshit!

Suddenly, his throat convulsed; he was choking.

The bun was too dry, and it got stuck.

Son of a bitch!

Qin Feng cursed under his breath and heartlessly bought the infinite refill cola cup.

10 military merit points!

[military merit: 285]

After gulping down a few mouthfuls of the happy water, Qin Feng felt like he had come back to life.

Good grief!

He hadn't been awake for long, and he had already spent another 15 free military merit points.

He had to save!

The ten half-buns were his life-saving items; they were precious, and he didn't dare eat them all at once.

...

About ten hours later, the little bionic spider finally hopped back up.

"Did you make it through?"

Qin Feng had been lying there like a corpse for ten hours.

As long as he didn't move, he could conserve his energy to the maximum extent.

Looking at the information fed back by the bionic spider, there really was an underground river.

But the depth was probably nearly ten meters.

Qin Feng quickly moved to the hole and took a deep breath; a gust of fresh air wafted up from the opening.

He immediately ordered the bionic spider to enlarge the hole.

As long as there was air circulation, he could live longer.

...

Forty hours later, the little bionic spider had drilled a hole the size of a bowl.

With air circulation, there was no longer a crisis of oxygen deprivation.

But with such a small hole, it was impossible to get out.

After working continuously for twenty-four hours, this type of bionic spider would be forcibly recalled by the system to charge for six hours.

If he wanted to drill a hole large enough to fit a person, it would probably take ten days or half a month.

At this rate, the buns would definitely not be enough.

However, the system mall also had compressed biscuits for 5 military merit points each.

It was just a bit expensive.

The remaining military merit was barely enough.

Qin Feng pulled himself together; he wasn't as panicked anymore, but a sudden urge to urinate hit him.

Finding a place to relieve himself, he couldn't help but look down.

He sighed inwardly; if the explosion had been a few dozen centimeters higher, his "little brother" would likely be useless.

That was close!

This feeling of "just enough" made his hair stand on end!

Just as he was feeling relieved, the system's voice suddenly rang out.

[Alert! High-density metal echo detected!]

[Alert! Rhythmic low-frequency vibration detected!]

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed; he quickly pulled up his pants, summoned the little bionic spider, and switched it to sonic detection mode.

The data was fed back quickly.

Below was not the rock layer or underground cavern he had expected.

It was a huge, hollow... metal pipe!

That rhythmic vibration was coming from inside the pipe.

Was it some kind of machine? Or... something else?

Qin Feng lay at the hole, listening intently.

The sound was gone!

Was it an auditory hallucination?

That shouldn't be!

Qin Feng quickly visualized the information fed back by the little bionic spider in his mind.

Just as he was about to carefully observe the structure inside the hole, a sound came from within again.

This time!

He dared to swear on Liu Wei's great-grandmother's name that he had definitely heard it!

It wasn't an auditory hallucination!

Qin Feng pressed his ear to listen again.

Inside the drilled hole.

A faint sound emerged, a sound that made his hair stand on end.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

It sounded like a human heartbeat, or like... someone using something to tap against the pipe wall, one beat at a time.

In this damned underground, besides him, could there actually be other "living things"?

Qin Feng's heart tightened, and his right hand subconsciously pressed onto the dagger.