I reluctantly call myself a "turtle in a jar," but the current situation is indeed like catching a turtle in a jar. We have absolutely no way out in front of the giant python.

The giant python flicked its tongue as it poked its head out from the passage where we had just fallen, approaching step by step. Looking at the prey with no escape, it didn't seem to be in a hurry to enjoy the feast.

We were forced to retreat again and again, getting closer and closer to what Fatty had pointed to. Only when we were close enough did I see what that thing was.

Damn, this is the meteorite I saw in the underground palace in the Himalayas!

It's just that this meteorite is more complete than the one in the underground palace, without damage or defects.

Fatty pulled out the knife from his body, holding it in one hand, and the Glock snatched from Jennifer in the other. Jennifer took out two Beretta pistols from her bra. The two seemed ready for a desperate fight.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fatty took the lead and fired three shots in a row, each hitting the giant python, but the giant python was unscathed.

Fatty and Jennifer knew that they couldn't deal with the giant python in front of them with just pistols. At most, they could only cause a little external injury, but they didn't expect the pistols to be as useless as toys in front of the giant python.

The giant python seemed to be irritated by Fatty's behavior, and the light reflected in its eyes became sharper.

I said to Fatty, "Fatty, I already feel that my life is coming to an end. Why don't you let me do something before I die? If it pounces on me later, I'll delay it a bit. It takes time to swallow… although it won't delay it for long, you guys run quickly, maybe there's a chance of survival."

Fatty smiled bitterly: "Young Master, you've already saved me once. I can't let you sacrifice for us again this time... We might as well die together!"

I patted Fatty on the shoulder and said, "Jennifer, who can drive the submarine, is here, and driving the submarine requires your assistance. If you two die, Rou Yi and Han Yu may be trapped to death on this island."

Fatty's heart skipped a beat when he heard Han Yu's name.

This problem was placed in front of Fatty, and the situation was very similar to the train rerouting story that is often mentioned after dinner in daily life.

A moving train is about to run over five people. If the direction is changed, it will only run over one person. And Fatty is the person next to the lever. If he pulls the lever, I will die, and those five people may be saved; if he does nothing, all six of us will die.

This is not a difficult problem to choose, it's just that Fatty is the one solving the problem now, and he is in a dilemma.

The giant python was eager to try, as if it was about to launch its final attack.

I yelled at Fatty, "What are you still hesitating for! Get out of here! Otherwise Han Yu and the others will die."

Fatty was almost crying.

The moment the giant python pounced, I pushed Fatty and Jennifer away.

"Go!"

Fatty and Jennifer retreated while keeping their distance from me, shooting at the giant python a few times. The giant python swayed its body, which aroused its greater anger.

Fatty and Jennifer ran to the entrance of the passage, flashed in, Fatty's eyes were full of tears, he dared not look at this cruel scene of death, so he desperately ran out of the passage.

The giant python did not chase them, it preferred to solve the prey that was already in its hands, so it opened its bloody mouth and swallowed me in one gulp.

The giant python's sharp teeth tore my skin, and my blood spurted out with a "poof." The giant python's powerful jaws crushed all the bones in my body, the oxygen cylinder fell off, and I could hardly breathe, almost fainting from the pain in the python's stinky mouth.

When my blood flowed into the giant python's mouth, the giant python suddenly spit me out, who had already been swallowed into its throat, and I was slammed to the ground.

At this time, the giant python had no time to take care of the prey it had obtained. It shook its head frantically, looking very painful, as if it wanted to shake the remaining blood out of its mouth, as if the blood was like boiling water to it.

The giant python struggled and twisted. Slowly, its swaying was not only limited to its head, its entire body was twisting. After struggling for a while, it fell straight to the ground and did not move, dying.

My body was covered with the giant python's sticky digestive juices, almost all of my bones were broken, and my organs were probably damaged due to the giant python's swallowing and squeezing. I don't know where the oxygen cylinder and breathing apparatus went. The thin air made my breathing more and more difficult, and the severe pain made me particularly painful at the end of my life.

…

Fatty and Jennifer ran halfway, and stopped when they didn't hear any movement behind them.

Fatty was worried, abandoning his teammates made him feel guilty. Without thinking, he took the gun from Jennifer and fastened it to his belt, and handed a few remaining magnesium light sticks to Jennifer.

Fatty pointed to the passage exit and said, "you_go_Rou Yi."

Then he pointed to himself, looked at the direction of the underground fortress he had just ran out of, and said, "i_go_Young Master."

After a period of getting along, Jennifer actually understood what Fatty said. She didn't know what to say for a while, and didn't know what Fatty could understand.

So, Jennifer gently kissed Fatty's cheek, and then said, "i_like_you. Be_alive_please!"

(I like you, you must live!)

Fatty's cheeks flushed, and he ran back to the fortress without looking back.

When Fatty groped all the way to the passage exit, he was surprised to find that the giant python was weakly paralyzed on the ground, dying, and I was not far from the giant python, with blood flowing and my limbs twisted in strange poses.

Fatty saw me on the ground coughing up blood non-stop, he rushed over, running and shouting: "Young Master! Young Master!"

I heard Fatty's voice, but my body couldn't move.

Fatty saw that my respirator was gone, so he held his breath and took off his respirator and gave it to me to breathe.

One of my hands could still move, and I struggled to point to the meteorite with my finger, and spit out a word with difficulty: "Door..."

After hearing my words, Fatty quickly carried me to the meteorite. There was a crack in the meteorite with endless darkness.

At the end of my life, I finally found that vague memory deep in my mind.

I came out of a door—no—a meteorite. Inside the meteorite was a long river of flowing light and colorful colors. I was pushed out by the colorful waves.

Perhaps what I came to find was the colorful river that nurtured life!

Unfortunately, I didn't find it in the end.

But the dull meteorite in front of me is not the door that sent me out.

I don't know what secrets are hidden in the dark crack, but my life has come to an end, and there is no hope of survival.

I used my last strength to say to Fatty: "Put...me...in..."

…

At the end of life, the first sense to disappear is vision.

All the colors in front of my eyes gradually disappeared, turning gray, and finally a void.

Then it was hearing. I could hear Fatty hysterically shouting my name, but I couldn't give any feedback.

The sound gradually faded away, and after a tinnitus, everything disappeared.