Three figures in white robes walked to the building where the fat man and the others had been, but they found nothing.

Now, besides a few black pillars, there were only these three white robes in the plaza.

The three white robes communicated in a flurry of gibberish, and the situation seemed to have exceeded their expectations.

After discussing for a long time, they didn't seem to come to any conclusions. kuai shu ge

Their faces were hidden beneath the robes, and their emotions were unreadable, but a sense of frustration and defeat could be felt.

Finding nothing, the three white robes took turns touching the black pillars beside them.

The moment they touched the pillars, their bodies were immediately sucked into them. In an instant, the three white robes vanished from the plaza.

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Not even a trace of dust was left behind.

The plaza became empty again, leaving only the pitch-black pillars standing abruptly in every corner, looking rather bizarre.

...

Earlier, when the fat man saw the three white robes walking towards him, he didn't know if they were friends or foes and didn't know how to react.

The sudden disappearance of Rui, Jennifer, and the others made the fat man a little anxious.

The fat man was worried that Rui and Jennifer were unfamiliar with this place and didn't know what restrictions and traps there were. What if they encountered danger? Although Jennifer had fighting skills, it might be completely useless here.

However, the fat man didn't have time to worry about the rest of the team. The three white robes were gradually approaching, and the fat man was afraid that he himself would be in danger.

The fat man sighed and cursed in his heart, "Damn it, whatever happens, happens. I'll bite the bullet and go for it. If soldiers come, I'll block them; if water comes, I'll dam it."

Just as the fat man decided to show himself and talk directly to the white robes, his back accidentally touched the black pillar behind him.

The moment the contact occurred, the fat man suddenly felt a force appearing out of thin air and pulling him backward, and he felt a dizzying sensation.

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During the pulling process, the colors in front of the fat man's eyes mixed together, constantly rotating and blending, eventually turning into a patch of darkness.

The fat man felt as if he was being swept into a black torrent, and his body was impacted by a flowing, strange force.

This force impacted his body. He couldn't feel pain or itching, but he just felt strange. He couldn't describe what kind of strangeness it was. At least in real life, the fat man had never had such a feeling.

The fat man was carried by the torrent for a long distance. He couldn't get rid of the torrent's control with his own strength, and he couldn't find a place to go ashore or rest.

Apart from the torrent, there was almost nothing else to climb onto in this space. The fat man was like in a flushing sewer pipe. He didn't know when the flow would stop, when it would end, and whether there would be danger after it ended.

While the fat man was flowing in the torrent, he tried to adjust his body shape to go with the flow in a relatively stable posture, while also paying attention to observing the surrounding environment.

Although everything in front of the fat man was black, he could still distinguish the difference between black and black.

During the drifting process, the fat man saw a sudden black pillar not far from the side of the flow direction. This black pillar looked no different from the one his back had touched just now.

The fat man immediately made a judgment. He believed that this black pillar might be the key for him to escape the torrent.

So, the fat man kept adjusting his posture, relying on the torrent to approach the black pillar.

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Just as the fat man passed the black pillar, he decisively reached out to touch it—

A familiar feeling appeared.

The moment the fat man's hand touched the black pillar, another force suddenly appeared in the torrent, pushing the fat man towards the black pillar, throwing him out of the torrent all at once.

The boundless blackness in the fat man's eyes instantly spun, separated, and extracted a colorful world.

The fat man broke free from the torrent and came to another space through the black pillar—a world in the fat man's perception.

The fat man recovered from the dizzy feeling, and he slowly adapted to the environment in front of him.

In this space, the rainforest was lush with green trees, weeds and green plants were overgrown, there were birds singing and flowers fragrant, which was very similar to the environment of a tropical rainforest.

What was different from the tropical rainforest they had experienced was that there was no sun in this space, but there was lighting, and the temperature and humidity were more suitable for human habitation than the rainforest.

However, above the rainforest was not an infinite sky, but a cramped and limited ceiling.

The several-meter-high ceiling was covered with plants such as ground brocade (climbing tiger) and unknown vines.

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Everything around reminded the fat man that the location he was currently in might still be inside that "skyscraper".

"Rui—Jennifer—"

"Derek—Dodge—"

...

"Rui—Jennifer—"

"Derek—Dodge—"

...

The fat man softly called out the names of his companions and team members in a weak voice that could only be heard nearby.

No one in the rainforest responded to him.

Under the fat man's cries, the birdsong and various insect calls in the rainforest gradually stopped.

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The fat man felt the strangeness, so he stopped calling.

An eerie silence filled every corner of the space. This sudden silence made the fat man sweat on his head for a while, at a loss.

In the silence, danger was lurking.

The fat man pulled out a machete from his waist and looked around in a defensive posture.

The sweat on the fat man's head fell on the machete, making a faint metallic sound.

And the sound of sweat dripping on the blade was the only sound in the space.