I Contracted Myself-Chapter 94 – Dead end

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Ten minutes later.

Under Zhang Ping's relentless assault, the rock gradually began to crack.

This rock was a very common granite, irregularly shaped like a rectangle, weighing about 2 tons.

When it split, it was like two thick slabs sliding down in a 'V' shape. Zhang Ping took a step forward, using his scarred hands to brace between the two rocks. The rough surface of the rock scraped against his hands, revealing white bone not only on the back but also in his palms.

Yet, at this moment, he felt no pain.

As the rocks fell heavily, they formed a small enclosed space, roughly shaped like an inverted 'V'.

The rocks not only stabilized this small space but also blocked the lava from flowing in further.

"Phew, we're safe for now."

Zhang Ping maintained his position with his hands holding the rocks apart, taking a moment to gather his thoughts.

He glanced at the two brothers on the ground, then leaned back against the rock and spoke wearily.

The mark of a boy becoming a man is not in procreating with a woman, nor in competing with others for strength, but in bravely shouldering the responsibilities he must bear, embodying the duty of a man.

Zhao Yanlong and Zhao Yanhu were detained at the base with him and Lu Han.

Therefore, Zhang Ping felt it was his responsibility to get them out, even if it turned out they were great villains. He would personally end their lives.

At least in that moment, his conscience would be clear.

Of course, he wasn't blindly striving; he believed he could save them, which is why he tried so hard.

If he couldn't save them, he would certainly give up and choose to endure, just as he had with those harmed by the Tianchang Fox. He couldn't save them, but he would remember this grudge and, when he had the strength, avenge them by killing all the Tianchang Foxes.

Zhao Yanhu gritted his teeth and propped himself up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zhang Ping, asking hoarsely, "Why? Why do you insist on saving me and my brother?"

"Because I can."

Zhang Ping checked his blistered heels, glanced up at Zhao Yanhu, and replied.

"Because you can?"

Zhao Yanhu felt as if struck by lightning.

He had considered many reasons: winning hearts, seeking information, but Zhang Ping's answer was simply because he could.

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"Do you need a reason to save someone?"

"You can have a thousand reasons not to save someone, but if you choose to save them, you don't need that many reasons."

At this point, Zhang Ping transformed his body into a Pure Water form and calmly continued, "The air here will definitely become scarcer. You'd better lower your breathing rate. I'll try to dig a passage to the surface to let air flow down. As for taking you out, I'm afraid I don't have that ability right now."

"Can't you put people into the gem?" Zhao Yanlong took the opportunity to ask.

Zhang Ping smiled and exposed, "You're smarter than your brother; you should guess that such an ability can't be used recklessly."

"……"

Zhao Yanlong remained silent.

He indeed had some guesses about the conditions for entering the Contract Gem, especially since Zhao Yanhu's abilities leaned towards summoning.

Zhao Yanhu, on the other hand, protested, "Why are you slandering me? How am I not as smart as my brother?"

"Tiger, say less nonsense and save the air," Zhao Yanlong said irritably.

Zhao Yanhu closed his mouth in grievance and lay back down.

"Be careful yourselves. If there's another aftershock after I leave, this place might collapse, and even I might not be able to save you, so you could still die," Zhang Ping said as he gradually released Nether Mist to cover his body, speaking to the two brothers.

Zhao Yanlong calmly said, "Got it. Life and death are fated. If it collapses, then it's our fate."

"Hurry up and go. We didn't need you to save us in the first place," Zhao Yanhu said with red eyes.

Zhang Ping chose a spot and used the Nether Mist like a drill to dig into the soil, his Pure Water Body moving up through the tunnel created by the mist like a slender snake.

However, after not drilling far, lava suddenly seeped in from the side wall. He frowned slightly, using the Nether Mist to block the lava, slowly retreating.

After exiting the tunnel, he filled it back with soil.

"The situation is worse than expected. There might be a lot of lava above us," he said to Zhao Yanlong and Zhao Yanhu.

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His Pure Water Body could sense the surrounding temperature, but the problem was that the temperature was high everywhere. Their small space was like a sauna, surrounded by heat sources.

This high temperature led him to misjudge the situation.

"So, you're trapped too?" Zhao Yanlong frowned.

Zhang Ping calmly said, "We can't rush to conclusions yet. Let me check other directions."

With that, he began drilling to the right, his body following into the tunnel.

"Brother, have you ever met someone like him before?" Zhao Yanhu couldn't help but ask, looking at the hole Zhang Ping had drilled.

Zhao Yanlong was silent for a moment before answering, "There are many in stories, but in reality, this is the first time."

At this moment, Zhang Ping slowly emerged from the tunnel and sealed it with soil and stones.

He frowned, "Strange, there's lava on this side too. It feels like we're surrounded by lava."

"Sorry, it seems we two brothers have dragged you down," Zhao Yanlong exhaled a hot breath, speaking with a complex emotion.

In the confinement room, he had cursed Zhang Ping and others, thinking bitterly that if he survived, he would stop at nothing to seek revenge.

But now, he no longer felt hatred, and even had a complex feeling towards Zhang Ping.

His injuries were caused by Zhang Ping, and he was in this predicament because of Zhang Ping, yet Zhang Ping was the one he blamed the least.

"Zhang Ping, my young friend, why not let me out and give it a try?" Ye Changchun's voice came from the Contract Gem.

If he came out, Zhao Yanlong and Zhao Yanhu would be instantly crushed to death.

Clearly, in his mind, Zhang Ping's life was far more important than the lives of the two brothers.

Zhang Ping refused, "Senior, don't rush. Let me think of other ways."

He had fought so hard to this point, how could he easily give up?

It wasn't yet a dead end; he still had time and a chance to save Zhao Yanlong and Zhao Yanhu. As long as it wasn't the final moment, he wouldn't give up easily.

"Forget it, Zhang Ping. I've never submitted to anyone in my life, but now... now I submit to you. You're more of a man than me, more impressive. Let that old tree out and give my brother and me a quick end," Zhao Yanhu said.

The air was becoming increasingly thin.

In fact, both he and Zhao Yanlong were in extremely poor condition.

The energy they had just now was merely adrenaline at work.

Now that the adrenaline had worn off, he felt drowsy, as if once he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.