Chapter 364: Your daughter is dead

You must understand, dozens of people were already imprisoned in those cages before, and if nothing unexpected happened, they should all have been eaten by the Blood-colored monster.

So many people didn’t even satisfy it, so if these hundred-plus people really chose to feed the monster, how many would need to be sacrificed, and how many would survive?

For a moment, this question made them afraid to think further; if they delved deeper, it was likely no one would survive.

Just as everyone was silent, a voice rose from the corner.

“Maybe we can resist.”

“You just heard it, the monster fears fire and high temperatures.”

“We can start from there.”

Everyone turned to look at the speaker, a thin man.

Someone scoffed disdainfully.

“How do we resist? With so few of us, is it even enough to kill?”

“Fire and high temperatures are its weaknesses, true, but we need to have them first!!!”

But some people’s eyes lit up with a spark of hope.

The thin man stood up and slowly said,

“I have a source of fire here, and I believe many people carry alcohol with them. With so many of us, if we gather what we have and use what’s available, we might be able to make quite a few Molotov cocktails.”

After hearing this, everyone began to whisper, and many had already started checking their belongings.

After some discussion, most people felt it was worth a try.

So they began to take out all usable items from their bodies and put them together.

Soon, with the materials, a batch of simple Molotov cocktails was made.

The thin man stood out, tightly clutching several Molotov cocktails in his hand, followed by a few others, and said with determined eyes,

“We’ll go test it first. If it succeeds, everyone else can follow.”

Although everyone was hesitant, they still opened a path for him to go down.

After observing the area below for a while, they didn’t find any trace of the Blood-colored monster, so they mustered their courage and climbed down from the wall.

However, they remained very cautious after descending, not daring to make too much noise.

At this moment, these few people were very conflicted; they didn’t want to encounter the Blood-colored monster, but they also wanted to use the Molotov cocktails in their hands to repel or kill it.

They explored cautiously, every step filled with vigilance.

Suddenly, a low roar came, the ground trembled slightly, and the Blood-colored monster appeared.

Its massive body and blood-red skin emitted a nauseating aura.

Seeing the Blood-colored monster appear in front of them, the thin man took a deep breath and shouted,

“Once it gets close, light them and throw them out.”

“Don’t let your hands shake, everyone, or if you miss, the brothers above will laugh at you.”

In the brief moment he spoke, the Blood-colored monster had already approached within twenty meters of them.

“Throw!”

After someone in the crowd shouted this word, the few prepared individuals simultaneously threw their Molotov cocktails at the Blood-colored monster.

The Molotov cocktails arced through the air and struck the monster.

Flames instantly spread across the monster’s body, and it let out a painful roar, its vines constantly slapping its own body, trying to extinguish the flames.

But soon, the alcohol in the Molotov cocktails burned out, and the flames on the monster’s body gradually diminished.

At this time, the temperature of the flames was not very high, and the monster seemed to have adapted to this kind of burning. It no longer paid attention to the flames on its body and rushed towards the few people.

Those few people were terrified and turned to run.

Just at this critical moment, someone in the crowd on the wall suddenly shouted,

“Pour the alcohol!”

Everyone immediately poured the remaining alcohol onto the monster below, where the flames had not yet extinguished, and then threw down several more Molotov cocktails.

This time, the large amount of flames combined with the high temperature caused the Blood-colored monster immense pain; even two of its vines were burned off, and it shrieked, retreating a few steps.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, those who had gone down climbed back onto the wall.

After getting back on the wall, the few people leaned against it, their mouths open, exhaling continuously.

When they looked down at the monster again, it had disappeared, leaving only a small puddle of sticky, blood-red liquid on the ground, along with some still-burning vines scattered on the ground.

Over a hundred people on the wall now craned their necks, trying to find the Blood-colored monster’s figure, but apart from the things on the ground, nothing related to it could be found in the base.

On Liang Yu’s side, after he put away the gate, he toured the base again.

Most of the items in this military base had been taken away, leaving only some equipment for dealing with the Blood-colored monster.

The most valuable thing, furthermore, was the small sphere in his hand; insignificant as it seemed, it contained all the data from this military base over so many years.

The other party thought deleting it completely would be fine, but Liang Yu still managed to recover the data by connecting to the system.

After obtaining the data, there was no longer any reason for him to stay here.

Before leaving, Liang Yu, worried that the Hydrogen sulfide gas would arrive too slowly, opened a few more cans for them on the spot.

After opening them, he arrived at the entrance of the Mountain Cave, where he saw a team of people holding torches and standing around the entrance.

Extending from the cave entrance was a hemp rope as thick as an arm; it seemed that the end inside the cave was connected to the steel door he had placed.

At this end of the cave, he saw dozens of people grasping the hemp rope, pulling with all their might, and even more than ten horses were connected to the very back.

To think they could move his ten-ton steel door with just these, it was simply overestimating themselves.

Liang Yu stood by, watching them ’tug-of-war.’ After a while, he found it incredibly boring and fixed his gaze on the most unique person in the crowd.

At this point, he had already pulled out his sniper rifle and aimed it at the other person’s head.

He would wait a little longer; if he didn’t hear any useful information, there would be no need for the other person to exist.

Ten minutes later, Liang Yu put away his weapon, looked at the cratered scene, shrugged helplessly, and with a flash, returned to the guest room in the Zen Temple.

After Liang Yu returned, he didn’t see the one-man army. Lan Ling was probably playing somewhere; since there was no danger, Liang Yu didn’t want to restrict her.

After tidying himself up, he turned and went to the guest room next door. He didn’t knock but pushed the door open directly.

Su Ran in the room looked at the man who suddenly burst in with some confusion. The first thing the man said to him was,

“Your daughter is dead.”

At this moment, Su Ran didn’t care about the other person’s identity; instead, he ran up, extremely agitated, and grabbed Liang Yu’s hands.

His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Liang Yu.

“You! What did you just say?”

“Say it again!!!”

The man felt that only by doing this could he change what he had heard about his daughter’s death.

He refused to accept this fact and wanted to hear from Liang Yu that his daughter was still alive.