Who gave you permission to travel through time with Earth?

Then, what he did was incredibly simple... he just punched the shell! The moment the two made contact, the surrounding air vibrated continuously and subtly like ripples on water!

In an instant, Fang Jin pushed the Furnace Mode to its limit. Fine steam mixed with blood seeped from his eyes, and what he gained was a terrifying power that transcended his level!

"Thump—!"

The grayish-white shells vanished from sight, their speed exceeding physiological limits! Only when the sounds of massive impacts and crushing explosions reached them from ahead did they remember to move their eyes…

But what they saw was that the flesh and heads that had crowded to the ceiling had now been torn apart from the middle! The terrifying mass had ripped a passage in the middle of the procession, and the blood and bones on both sides were melted and completely carbonized!

Only at the end of the passage did they see the Discipline Cannon again. The originally grayish-white sphere had turned completely crimson, and its spiraling body moved forward rapidly, strangling and annihilating the entire mountain of flesh...

Until all possible solutions are fully explored.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

There were no screams, no wails; almost all of the march's vocal organs had been completely destroyed by fire. Only the twitching and spasms of the monsters outside the tunnel seemed to have become more severe.

Even the carbonized, non-renewable flesh and blood had become shells that hindered their movement, preventing the entire procession from flooding Fang Jin and the others' escape route for a time.

"Ouch...it hurts, it fucking hurts..."

Fang Jin laughed and scolded, while her arm hung limply at the same time... The forced heat overload, coupled with the backlash from striking the precepts on her body, had almost melted her finger bones, causing them to intertwine.

His arm is now useless.

But Fang Jin couldn't be bothered with such trivial matters. He could always go back to his spatial dimension and owe the system another sum. So, surrounded by billowing white smoke, his eyes bloodshot, he collapsed into Xu Rou's arms, shouting loudly:

"What are you all standing there for? Get moving! Do you really want to stay here and wait to die?"

The others quickly snapped out of their shock, then stepped out of the tunnel, treading on the charred flesh scattered on the ground. Fang Jin had deliberately focused on the direction of the exit when opening the passage, and the road was almost completely smooth until they stepped onto the corridor.

Getting to the third storage room was impossible; the marching crowd there had overflowed, completely blocking the passage ahead. Trying to force your way back now would just be repeating the same mistake.

In fact, if they had been a few steps later, and the march had completely filled the corridor, even taking up the second entrance they had come from... then there would have been no way to stop them.

"What do we do now?"

"Do we even need to ask? We've already been discovered. The flashing lights aren't going to stop anytime soon. The second-floor exploration game is over now."

"Sister Zhou is right... I have to say, this route is hopeless. We can only head to the third floor or even higher to continue the remaining thirteen hours of the survival game..."

"...I'm getting tired of it."

Despite their conversation, they simultaneously hurried back along the route they had come from. The massive procession of flesh and blood behind them gradually recovered after the initial tremors, with several tentacles already piercing through the carbonized flesh walls.

They had no time or leisure to explore any further. Faced with the all-out pursuit of the marchers, their top priority was to climb to the elevator shaft at the end of the second floor and leave this doomed place as soon as possible.

"No, that's self-evident. What I want to ask is... what about Lu Chen?"

Xu Rou argued softly, of course, she was just keeping it in mind. Given the situation at the time, it was impossible for them to rescue Lu Chen. How much of a burden would it be to have someone who had fainted?

Now, there's even less chance. Forget about breaking through the surging march behind him; the charred walls of flesh inside the office should have already collapsed. Lu Chen is probably long gone…

"I almost forgot about him."

Fang Jin said coldly, but her words made the other two's pupils shrink at the same time. Did this mean that Lu Chen still had a chance to live?

Of course there was. Then, Fang Jin suddenly raised the arm holding the precepts upwards, and a ring of black marks, as if scorched by flames, immediately appeared.

The color of the last embers that went out looked familiar, and as he exerted force, his skin seemed to sink in, as if something was tied to his arm.

"Burning marks...I didn't know lingering affection had such characteristics?"

The two suddenly realized what was happening, and then, as Fang Jin exerted her strength, they saw the corridor behind them gradually filled with flesh and blood, and one of the bulges wrapped with tentacles suddenly exploded!

With a "pop," Lu Chen's body was forcibly pulled out amidst the blood and stickiness. His shoulders and forearms were slightly deformed, and a large chunk of flesh was missing from his abdomen... but at least he wasn't dead yet.

The essence of the entanglement technique is to locate the burn marks and then connect them with an invisible and infinitely long fire rope. Fang Jin is precisely using this feature in reverse.

The second layer of insurance is to protect Lu Chen's safety. He is of great significance to the entire team, and the effect of the precepts in his hands is far greater than that of Fang Jin... It is definitely not because the latter covets his trump cards.

Of course, the actual effect is just so-so. However, the fire rope will only have a momentary solidity before the burn marks disappear, and its strength is not much different from that of fishing lines on the market.

But it can save lives.

"I……"

Fortunately, his legs were not seriously injured. The lingering heat also quickly brought Lu Chen back to his senses. Almost as soon as he landed, he started walking and caught up with the others.

However, Lu Chen's mental state was truly poor. The successive blows were only one aspect; the key issue was that he couldn't see any way or possibility of escape. The glimmer of light he had just grasped evaporated and dimmed in an instant.

Coupled with more than ten hours of intense pressure, the accumulated fatigue erupted after this failure, making Lu Chen feel a chill run down his spine... He was just putting on a brave face now.

"..."

Seeing this, Fang Jin couldn't help but feel a mix of sorrow and joy... Anyway, Lu Chen isn't much of a combatant right now, so let him keep this spiritual equipment for the time being.

Of course, now is not the time to pay attention to such trivial details. The flashing lights were more frequent than ever before, the sound of flesh and blood churning behind us was getting closer and closer, and we could even see the red tide out of the corner of our eyes.

As Fang Jin and the others had predicted, the moment they were discovered, the entire second floor of the Beast Company would be out of control. They were all from the same department, so it was only natural that a single move would have far-reaching consequences.

All the four could do at that moment was run for their lives, dodging the blood tide that could appear out of nowhere and at any time, and minimizing casualties before reaching the third floor...

But there will inevitably be casualties.