Who told him to make the cards!

This really hurts.

Chen Zhi had experienced it firsthand.

It's like Rong Momo transforming into the Thousand-Hand Guanyin and simultaneously stabbing you with a thousand needles.

"Scream if you want to," he said.

Liu Bai clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

You can't call it that.

Absolutely not!

He himself said he didn't need a dust suit, and that if he called it out, he would lose.

Chen Zhi shrugged again, maintaining his usual demeanor: "Whatever you want."

Shen Qinglian noticed two blood holes on the back of Chen Zhi's hand.

"Are you injured?"

"No problem," Chen Zhi replied.

This was from the bite he sustained when he first activated the energy card, from the last remaining insect on his body.

It must be said that these unique little things are very quick to react.

"Do you need a treatment card?" Shen Qinglian asked.

"No need." Chen Zhi casually wiped away the bloodstains, rinsed them with water, clapped his hands, and said, "It's not poisonous, let's go."

Shen Qinglian looked at him for a moment, then said nothing more.

The group continued downwards.

The entrance to the sixth floor is just ahead.

There should have been a considerable distance to go, but due to the spatial misalignment, Chen Zhi found a shortcut.

Liu Bai has quite a strong will.

The wounds eroded by the ore dust were both painful and itchy, and his hand holding the pen was trembling, but he stubbornly resisted scratching and continued to carefully record the characteristics of the mine tunnel.

We arrived at the sixth floor.

The temperature dropped sharply.

The crowd's view became much clearer.

The grayish mineral dust had almost completely disappeared, frozen into powder and spread on the ground.

Scattered on the ground were more than a dozen cracked miner lamp cards, and...

Dozens of corpses in various gruesome states.

They lay sprawled on the ground, their bodies covered in dried blood.

These are all victims of the mining accident that occurred half a month ago.

The low temperature slowed down the decomposition of the bodies, but it also preserved their gruesome state at the time of their death.

Chen Zhi stopped in his tracks.

He lowered his eyes and silently gazed at the scene that resembled hell.

Shen Qinglian and the others stood silently in place.

Footsteps were the only sound on the sixth floor; once they stopped, the silence was deafening.

After a while, Liu Bai resumed his work.

Shen Qinglian took a deep breath, walked to the nearest corpse, squatted down, and pulled out the half-exposed ID card from his pocket.

The card is faded and the portrait is worn away; only a name can be barely made out.

The victim's name was Tang Shan.

"Write down the names," Shen Qinglian said.

Liu Bai nodded: "Okay."

Chen Zhi asked in confusion, "You didn't receive the list of the dead?"

"Have."

Shen Qinglian's eyes were icy cold. "But there are only seven names on that list."

There are at least thirty corpses lying here.

Chen Zhi fell silent.

That damned Ding Mao is even less human than he imagined.

Shen Qinglian got up and walked towards the next corpse.

Liu Bai silently followed behind the girl, recording the identities of the victims.

Chen Zhi then closed the eyes of some of the deceased, picked up the cards scattered around, and placed them back on their respective owners' chests.

Please forgive me if I put it in the wrong place.

There were no unnecessary words spoken throughout the entire process.

The three worked together silently, searching for names and tidying their appearance, like friends who had arrived late to see off an old friend to a distant place.

There were a total of 36 people, without exception.

After the recording was completed, Chen Zhi finally spoke:

"They did not die from the collapse."

Although the open space looked horribly damaged by the deaths of the miners, there were no signs of collapse.

The rock face is also relatively stable.

The key is……

"Look at this."

Chen Zhi squatted down next to the last corpse.

The body was lying face down, and there was a bloody, mangled hole in his back, the wound tearing downwards, as if it had been forcefully chiseled out with a hoe or something similar, rather than caused by falling rocks.

This is murder.

"Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that the calamity beasts born from the activation of legal principles possess similar attack organs."

Shen Qinglian nodded.

She knew Chen Zhi was reminding her.

But this issue doesn't need to be explored in detail.

Whether it's a human or a monstrous beast, we'll find out once we venture deeper.

Chen Zhi took one last look at the victims, raised his miner's lamp, and walked toward the only tunnel leading inward.

The old servant and Luo Xiao were still walking at the very back.

The two of them didn't exchange a word the whole way, especially the old servant, who was almost invisible. If Chen Zhi hadn't occasionally turned around and seen the old servant following behind, he would have thought that the old servant had gotten lost.

After walking for about five minutes, Chen Zhi noticed a crack in the ground.

He bent down, lowered his miner's lamp, and carefully observed the horizontal crack. He discovered that it was extremely long, extending to both sides of the wall and then to the top, forming a closed "crack ring".

It seems that this alleyway was pieced together from two different roads.

After confirming it was safe to step over, the area illuminated by the lights revealed that everything had lost its original appearance as a mine tunnel.

The railway tracks that were originally laid on the ground were twisted onto the wall and laid overhead.

The dirty water in the sink was flowing upwards against the natural order, and several broken air ducts were hanging in mid-air, their breaks fitting together perfectly with another section of pipe several meters away.

"The space here has been completely disrupted by legal principles."

Chen Zhi's tone became much more serious than before: "Walk in a crouching position, try to curl up into a ball as much as possible, and don't make any unnecessary movements."

Having learned from the previous two experiences, Liu Bai no longer dared to question Chen Zhi and obediently did as he was told.

Along the way, Liu Bai noticed a brand-new drill bit at his feet. Something was clearly wrong, but he dared not touch it.

Walking while squatting is very strenuous.

In particular, Chen Zhi was also responsible for leaving a mark.

Every now and then, he would carefully feel around and use a mining nail to pin a discarded card to a corner.

Ordinary methods like throwing a few stones or tying a rope are useless in deep mines, as they can be torn apart and blown away at any time by the power of law.

Only steel nails driven deep into the rock layer are hard enough to survive and help them, or later miners, locate the rock.

Chen Zhi chiseled away for a while, getting quite exhausted.

Fortunately, this stretch of road isn't too long.

After marking eleven points, he saw a hole.

Through the opening, one can see that this is a huge mining chamber.