I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1100: Planned Rescue

The young man put his hand on Mo Ling's shoulder, looked at the ground, and whispered...

Mo Ling could tell that he was very "confident" when he said these words, but as the one whose "fate was controlled", there was also a hint of helplessness in his words.

Mo Ling himself had never thought so much about it. It was only after listening to what the young man said that he realized that there were so many twists and turns in this matter, and that there were actually "human relationships" in the abyss.

"Have you thought about this a long time ago?" he asked the boy curiously.

"Well, before I entered the abyss, I guessed that this journey would not be so smooth, but I didn't expect it to be realized in this way... The authorities were more 'cruel' than I thought. After we return this time, they will deliberately hide the reason for the elevator's emergency landing, fool the matter, and use some honors and rewards to divert our attention..."

The boy didn't continue speaking, but Mo Ling already understood roughly.

"Rescue will definitely come, and the timing of rescue has also been set..." Mo Ling said in a daze.

"Yes, I don't understand the abyss, but I understand humans. Based on this judgment, I think rescue will come soon."

This is the boy's speculation, without any "evidence", but so convincing.

Mo Ling was already feeling deep admiration in his heart. He knew that this young man with glasses had a sharp mind, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp that he could even guess the official purpose.

"No wonder he was able to pass the test and enter the abyss at such a young age. He really has extraordinary abilities..."

Even as Mo Ling was sighing, the explorers had already reached a stalemate with the growing number of goblins.

They did not attack the crowd, but continued to taunt from a distance.

Everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit. The stench and blood spread in the village, irritating the nasal cavity. Many people's eyes were red, as if they were about to rush out to fight the goblins in the next second, but everyone remembered the young man's words and did not act rashly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the fighting spirit in the mountain village seemed to solidify. At this moment, if someone couldn't help but take action, a spark would be ignited immediately, causing everyone to burn in an instant.

But even when the atmosphere was extremely tense, the boy with glasses still calmly looked at the high wall in the distance, which was the direction of the monitoring station.

"boom!"

A sudden voice broke the deadlock, and everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It was the high wall that the boy had been staring at!
The corners of the boy's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

"finally come."

Before anyone could react to what was happening, the huge wooden wall suddenly began to tilt, and then fell heavily into the village.

The tree collapsed so quickly that the goblins below were crushed underneath before they could escape. The giant tree lifted up the dry sand and gravel on the wasteland, stirring up a cloud of dust.

There were several more loud rumbling noises in the dust, which sounded like something attacking the high wall, or like the sound of a huge tree collapsing.

The goblins fled in all directions, making a lot of noise. They were not afraid of their companions being crushed to death. Instead, they started to "scold" the fallen tree.

The smoke and dust flew onto everyone's faces, then swept backwards and finally fell to the ground. The scene that was covered by the smoke and dust finally appeared before everyone's eyes:
Behind the collapsed high wall was a fully armed troop. All of them were equipped with standard equipment and wore uniform clothing. They were obviously "regular troops."

And that’s not the most important thing. In front of the team, next to the collapsed giant tree, there stood a strange “person”. Although he was also wearing the same uniform, his neck was crooked, his head was tilted to the side at a weird angle, and his standing posture was extremely distorted, with his arms drooping, like a movable figurine that had been randomly manipulated and never recovered...

The man walked crookedly towards the huge tree beside him, then quickly turned his drooping arm and hit it with a movement that seemed to be completely without any force.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the huge tree seemed to have been hit hard and fell down at an angle. The crooked weirdo didn't even look at it and walked towards another huge tree...

"It's rescue! There is rescue!"

Seeing this scene, some people in the team have already reacted and realized that the authorities have sent people to rescue them!

"Let's go, let's kill him!"

"good!"……

Mo Ling pulled the boy's arm, avoided the fighting explorers, and slowly approached the rescue team.

After waiting for rescue, the boy's will, which had been forced to hold on, seemed to weaken and his body went limp.

"Are you okay?" In order to prevent the boy from losing consciousness, Mo Ling kept talking to him.

"It's okay...it just hurts so much."

The boy was sweating profusely and grabbing his leg with his other hand, with veins bulging on the back of his hand.

Seeing him in so much pain, Mo Ling tried to use his vision to check his injuries. It turned out that it was not serious. Mo Ling took a deep breath.

The bones at the boy's ankle were completely broken, with bone fragments stuck in the flesh. Every time the tendons moved, they pulled the fragments, causing them to cut through the flesh and blood. The blood clots had already filled the cavities, which acted as lubricants for the fragments, making the condition of the boy's ankle worse.

Just after taking a look, Mo Ling's ankle began to ache.

"He can even hold back this?"

A normal person would have fainted from the pain long ago, but the boy was still chatting with him as if nothing had happened, and only now became a little fuzzy.

"We can't go on like this. We have to find something to hold him in place."

Mo Ling looked around and found two wooden sticks. He put the boy down and simply fixed his ankles with the sticks and clothes.

"hold onto."

"I can hold on...it's okay."

After the simple treatment, Mo Ling carried the boy directly on his back.

"It will be there soon. If it hurts too much, just scream. No one will notice you now. It's not shameful."

"Haha, it's okay." The young man smiled bitterly on Mo Ling's back.

"If you shout, people will just think you're shouting in battle."

"I won't shout."

“Holding it in will only make it more uncomfortable… Then, when I shout, you follow me, and no one will hear me, ahhhh!”

"It's really not because of this..."

After Mo Ling's words, the boy's consciousness became much clearer.

Just as he was about to escape, Mo Ling suddenly realized that he still didn't know the boy's name. The other party had been calling him "Mo Ling Mo Ling", but he had never addressed the other party formally.

"What's your name?"

“As for me…my name is Lu Zi Qi, Lu as in road, You as in reason, and Qi as in everything else.”

"router?"

"The route is its, the reality is its."

"router?"

"Route its..."

(End of this chapter)