238: Chapter 238 What are you worried about?

Outside, the torrential rain continued to rage, raindrops frantically battering the broken walls of the ruins, making a heart-palpitating pitter-patter sound.

But deep within the main hall of the ruins,

several orange-yellow bonfires had flared up, dispelling the dampness and cold.

Everyone sat around the fires, roasting their soaked clothes while eating compressed biscuits, enjoying this rare moment of peace.

However,

unlike the surrounding team members who were either chatting relaxedly or organizing their equipment,

Song Yiqing did not approach the fires for warmth.

He chose a corner near the shadows of the main hall's entrance and sat cross-legged alone.

His back was straight as a ramrod, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was long and steady.

He looked like an old monk in deep meditation, yet also like a sharp sword hidden in its scabbard, quietly waiting for something.

Because, possessing the memories of his past life, he knew very well...

that these seemingly safe ruins were destined not to be peaceful on this rainy night.

After arranging for everyone's rest, Fei Erfeng noticed Song Yiqing in the corner.

The old professor hesitated for a moment before walking over with a piece of dry rations and a bottle of water.

"Mr. Song, have something to eat."

"Looking at you... it seems you're still worried about something?"

Song Yiqing slowly opened his eyes. He didn't take the food, but instead gazed faintly at the pitch-black curtain of rain and said calmly,

"This rain isn't just driving us inside."

"It will also drive the other 'residents' of this forbidden land into this sole shelter."

"Tonight is a feast for predators."

Hearing this,

Fei Erfeng's hand trembled, and the expression on his face instantly froze, revealing deep astonishment and surprise.

"Pre... predators?"

"Are you saying that monsters will attack this place?"

The commotion here also drew the attention of several nearby archaeologists.

When they heard Song Yiqing's statement,

the sliver of awe they had built up because of his successful rain prediction instantly diminished.

A few of them exchanged glances; although they didn't dare say it out loud, their skepticism was written all over their faces.

This was just too far-fetched, wasn't it?

They could understand predicting a storm by observing celestial phenomena as having a special supernatural perception of meteorology or the natural environment.

But to directly prophesy that monsters would attack tonight, and to say it so definitively...

that was a bit of a stretch, wasn't it?

Wouldn't that make him a fortune-teller? Could he actually foresee the future?

"Haha, Mr. Song is perhaps being a bit overly anxious. We just checked these ruins, and there's nothing here."

"Yeah, with such heavy rain, even wild beasts would be hiding in their dens, not daring to come out."

The crowd whispered among themselves, clearly not taking the matter to heart.

They merely thought this young man was intentionally being alarmist to maintain his sense of mystery.

Although Fei Erfeng also had some doubts and felt it was unlikely,

out of the caution of an old leader and his wariness regarding Song Yiqing's previous performance,

he did not argue.

Instead, he turned around and gave orders to the security personnel with a serious expression.

"Regardless, it's better to be safe than sorry."

"Arrange normal night watch shifts according to the highest alert level. No one is to let their weapons leave their side!"

"Yes!"

Although everyone felt it was unnecessary, they still executed the order.

Time

passed minute by minute.

The night grew deeper.

The light of the bonfires gradually dimmed, occasionally spitting out a spark or two.

Except for the night watchmen who were forcing themselves to stay alert, most of the team members had already crawled into their sleeping bags and entered dreamland.

Snoring intertwined with the sound of the rain outside.

However,

in the middle of this seemingly peaceful night,

suddenly—

Shhh, shhh, shhh...

Rustle, rustle...

A series of extremely faint yet dense and strange noises, mixed with the sound of rain,

from the dark bushes outside the ruins,

faintly drifted inside!