My Abyss Survival Diary

Chapter 30 Choice

The wind blew up from below the slope, carrying the smell of dampness and a faint, distant stench of blood.

The increasingly faint light of the spores flickered in the mist, like a candle flame about to go out.

Simon stood on the slope, his backpack at his feet, and his harpoon stuck in the mud.

He held Brienne's head in his hands; the head was wrapped in a tattered cloak, revealing only her beautiful face.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were long, and her lips were slightly pursed, like a young girl taking a nap. The morning light shone on her face, making it appear almost transparently white.

The golden characters, as if cast from molten steel, reappeared before his eyes...

【Iron Law - Contract: Prevent the offspring of the Abyss from escaping the Abyss (1/1)】

It seems that the information provided by Brienne is true: the offspring of the abyss were devoured by the hungry angels, and the flesh of the sin was also integrated into the angels' bodies.

The offspring of the abyss has fallen; it will no longer pollute the lands of the empire.

The Iron Emperor will reward you for your bravery and grant you the strength to handle emergencies. Receive His blessing.

There's only one option this time.

[Blessing: Reforging your core will strengthen your heart, significantly enhancing its pumping ability and greatly improving your physical fitness and strength]

Simon used his consciousness to choose the only option, and the golden lettering merged into his body as always.

The particle of light pierced into the heart; there was no temperature, no pain, only a dull vibration, like a heavy hammer striking an anvil.

His heartbeat became stronger and steady, each contraction like a recalibrated engine, steady, powerful, and tireless.

The empire has lost its angel, and the abyss has welcomed a new demon. Offer up the demon's head, and let that warrior rest in peace.

[Iron Law - New Contract: Slay the Hungry Angel (0/1)]

Simon lowered his head, looked at his chest, then raised his hand and clenched his fist.

My fingers are stronger than before, and they make a slight clicking sound when I clench them.

He pulled the harpoon out of the mud, held it in his hand, and felt that the shaft was lighter than before, and that his arm had more power.

But he knew that he was no match for the Hungry Angel at the moment.

To kill the Hungry Angel and complete that almost impossible task, he needs more power, as well as favorable timing, location, and people.

Footsteps could be heard through the fog.

Klein emerged from the fog, a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder, his blond hair disheveled, his coat stained with mud and dried blood.

He looked at Simon, about to greet him, but was so startled by what Simon was holding that he froze on the spot...

"You're holding a human head?" Klein, his face filled with horror, finally managed to squeeze out the words after a long pause.

"Her name is Brienne, a follower of the Cult of the Mother of Fertility, and she is now my prisoner," Simon quickly explained.

Klein took a step forward, bent down, and brought the head closer.

His eyes narrowed, his pupils contracted, as if he were examining a suspicious object.

The head's eyes suddenly opened! Its lips curled upwards, revealing a sweet, malicious smile, and its pink tongue darted out from between its teeth, flicking slightly.

"Ahhhhh!"

Klein's face turned pale instantly. He took two steps back, his body swayed, and he hid behind Badar.

Badar stood rooted to the spot, gripping his shotgun tightly and motionless, seemingly as steady as a mountain, but in reality, his eyes were glazed over, his pupils unfocused, and he was already lost in his own world of fear...

Simon stretched out his right hand in displeasure, bent his index finger, and flicked it on the forehead of the head, the knuckles making a crisp snapping sound as they struck the skin.

"Don't scare people anymore."

A small red mark appeared on Brienne's forehead, and her lips pouted, revealing an expression between grievance and dissatisfaction on her exquisite face.

"It hurts, can't you be a little gentler?"

"cannot."

"Ugh, what a boring bunch..."

Klein emerged from behind Badal, his face still pale, but not as bad as before.

During the break, Simon took out a water bottle from his backpack, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and handed it to Klein. Klein took the water bottle, took a sip, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Theodore got away," Klein said. "We didn't ambush him. The guy saw the Hungry Angel fly overhead and just abandoned his men and ran. We only caught two small fry, and we couldn't get anything out of them."

Simon nodded and shared the new information with his companions...

The offspring of the abyss had already been devoured by the hungry angels. Brienne's plan backfired, as she used the blood to summon an even more terrifying monster. Her body was eaten by the monster, leaving only her head.

Since Simon lacks information about the Abyss, he will temporarily cooperate with Brienne.

A smile played on Brenner's lips.

"Now I am Simon's prisoner and also your advisor. You can ask me any questions you have, and I will answer them to the best of my knowledge."

Professor Loris walked up from behind, using a tree branch as a cane, and walked slowly.

He sat on a rock, placed a branch at his feet, rested his hands on his knees, and panted for a long time with his head down. Then he looked up at Simon and Klein.

"We have to get to the second level, now!" His voice was hoarse but firm. "I know how the Empire operates. They don't care how many people are still alive on the first level. Once the extermination order is issued, the bombs will fall. No one will give us advance notice, no one will give us time to evacuate."

He stretched out a withered hand and pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

"Below the first layer of soil is a thick layer of fungal carpet, which is a buffer zone of the abyss. If we can get down to the second layer, the shock wave and poison gas from the bomb will be mostly absorbed by the fungal carpet, and we will be able to survive."

Klein frowned and questioned, "How are we going to get down? We don't have ropes, elevators, or any climbing equipment. The drop from the first to the second level is at least several hundred meters, and the rock face is almost vertical. We're not geckos."

Professor Lorris waved his hand.

"We used vines and wood to weave ladders, and then lowered them down one by one. I worked with the Imperial Geological Survey a long time ago. These rock walls aren't completely smooth; they have protruding rocks and cracks that can be used to secure the ladders."

"Don't assume anything, old man. Weaving a ladder takes time." Klein's voice rose. "A ladder several hundred meters long, how long will it take us to weave? Three days? Five days? Will the Empire's bombs wait for us?"

"We can't just sit here and wait to die." Loris coughed twice, bending over. "Ahem, I'm an old man who's about to be buried anyway. I'm only offering my suggestion so that you can live."

"Your unrealistic suggestion will only kill us."

The two stared at each other, neither willing to back down.

A smile played on Brenner's lips. As someone who enjoyed frivolous entertainment, she seemed particularly interested in arguments and quarrels. Her bright eyes darted back and forth between Klein and Professor Loris, as if watching a captivating drama.

Klein suddenly turned around and looked at Simon.

"Simon, what should we do?"

Professor Loris also turned his head and looked at Simon.

"Simon, you make the decision."

For some reason, both of them asked for his opinion at the same time...