Chapter 1009: 472: Underground Adventure_2

Chapter 1009: Chapter 472: Underground Adventure_2

“Earth Force Field!”

The middle-aged man shouted.

Everyone’s faces changed simultaneously.

In the next instant,

the floor completely disintegrated.

All of them fell downward together,

luckily, they landed on a giant slope below. Using various movement techniques, they mitigated the impact and gradually settled at the bottom.

—Only a hundred-square-meter area of black rock was here.

Surrounded entirely by magma.

The dwarf demons fell into the magma, sinking deeper, scattering as they fled.

Only five expedition team members remained.

The bald strongman rushed forward swiftly, snatching the treasure chest into his hands. With a slight shake, he was about to store it into his storage ring.

His hand was pinned down by a gleaming, razor-sharp claw.

The middle-aged man.

Not just the middle-aged man—Shen Ye, Nangong Sirui, and Zhang Xiaoyi also encircled the bald strongman together.

The bald strongman gave an awkward smile and softened his tone, saying:

“Everyone, this is the entire expedition team’s gain. I just want to be responsible for safekeeping it.”

“We know your intentions. However, I want to ensure whether the items are genuine first—after all, this feels like an elaborate trap.” The middle-aged man replied.

He cast a suspicious gaze over Shen Ye.

Shen Ye, however, was observing the surroundings.

He even jumped lightly in place.

“What is an Earth Force Field? Why can’t I jump here?”

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he whispered to Nangong Sirui.

“It’s a self-adaptive gravitational field. No matter what your strength is, you’re bound to the ground and can’t leave!” Nangong Sirui explained.

“Why didn’t I know this?” Shen Ye asked again.

“You’ve only entered the Wild for your first day; there hasn’t been time to explain all this!” Nangong Sirui responded.

“Damn it! A newbie? With my level of expertise, why am I assigned to a team babysitting a newcomer!” The bald strongman complained irritably.

The middle-aged man remained expressionless, withdrawing his gaze, and reached into the treasure chest to grab a broad-backed dagger embedded with gemstones.

He narrowed his eyes, inspecting the dagger briefly, then set it down and picked up a long golden necklace instead.

The necklace emitted faint ripples visible to the gaze.

“Good stuff!”

The bald strongman and Zhang Xiaoyi exclaimed in unison, with a hint of excitement in their tone.

Even the middle-aged man’s expression softened slightly.

He casually reached into the treasure chest again and pulled out a ring.

The ring’s band was encrusted with three thumb-sized colorful gemstones. As soon as it was taken out, it radiated a brilliant glow, illuminating the surroundings.

No issues.

There wasn’t the slightest problem with this treasure.

A seasoned adventurer could tell at just a glance: not only were these items genuine, but their craftsmanship and embedded designs also identified them unmistakably as creations of the dwarf demon clan.

The middle-aged man pulled out his ID card and whispered:

“Spending three Star Jades to query the team member’s records—specified for Shen Ye.”

A series of small characters promptly appeared on the card.

The middle-aged man glanced at them and finally tossed all the treasures back into the chest, stepped back a few feet, and sneered:

“They always say novices are lucky, but I never believed it before.”

Nangong Sirui stepped forward, and under the bald strongman’s resentful gaze, slowly dragged the treasure chest closer to himself.

“Xiao San, list these treasures immediately for inventory reporting.” Shen Ye instructed.

Nangong Sirui reacted, pulled out his card, and began communicating with the city to submit the treasure inventory.

The bald strongman glanced at the middle-aged man.

—Shall we team up?

The middle-aged man, however, looked at Shen Ye instead and said in astonishment:

“What are you doing?”

Shen Ye held up his phone, the camera pointed at Nangong Sirui and the treasure chest:

“Streaming—my channel is really popular. I believe plenty of people online are interested in this expedition’s findings.”

“The number of live viewers has already exceeded one hundred thousand.”

Middle-aged man: “…”

Bald strongman: “…”

The subtle killing intent froze.

If the treasures couldn’t be exchanged for wealth back at the city, they were just a pile of worthless objects.

No one could guarantee their survival in the Wild.

Even if you carried treasures worth a fortune, monsters would still treat you as food.

—Staying alive is paramount.

Since it’s already reported, and now live-streamed—

Taking lives for the treasures had lost its purpose.

“A Yi, while Xiao San is cataloging the items, you’re responsible for guarding him.” Shen Ye said.

“Understood.”

Zhang Xiaoyi drew his weapon, standing guard beside Nangong Sirui, his eyes vigilantly watching the bald strongman and the middle-aged man.

“Why are you staring at me? These expedition gains are enough for me to take a week’s rest anyway.” The bald strongman mumbled, walking off in annoyance to find a spot, sit down, and pull out a bottle of liquor to drink.

His eyes narrowed into slits, avoiding looking at Nangong Sirui, but occasionally darted toward Shen Ye.

Shen Ye appeared oblivious, pulling out several phones, powering them on, logging in, and starting additional live streams.

He moved around the entire hundred-square-meter black rock, setting up the phones one by one on tripods, eventually forming a complete circle.

There were no blind spots now.

On this rock, everyone’s every movement was under the surveillance of the network.

Any strange behavior would be recorded.

The bald strongman’s eyelid twitched uncontrollably as he shook his head, muttering curses under his breath, and took another hearty swig from his bottle.

The middle-aged man surveyed the surrounding magma, found a safe corner, and sat down to meditate with his eyes closed.

After streaming for a while, Shen Ye left the phones positioned steadily where they were.

He drew his long blade, gazing at the magma beneath the rocks, pacing ceaselessly along the perimeter.

—In the eyes of others, he appeared to be patrolling.

But in his own eyes—

Lines of faintly glowing small characters floated in the air, with new ones appearing as they followed:

“You have completed the multi-layer universe recognition ritual.”

“You have received Lan’s blessing, granting the following effects:”

“1. This recognition ritual is secret, undetectable, and unrecorded.”