I don't know what Ren Yan is thinking. Maybe he thinks that so many people enter the holy mountain. If the holy sword really exists, he will get the holy sword. Ren Yan even prepared a package for everyone with flashlight, fluorescent stick and some food. He even distributed a walkie talkie and weapons to some of them.

The entrance of the holy mountain was tightly sealed, and no one could enter or leave. The cold muzzle of armored vehicles and heavy machine guns faced the dark entrance. Layers of barbed wire cut the holy mountain from the outside world. A temporary command post was set up not far from the entrance. Some soldiers dragged long cables in and out of the entrance, but did not dare to go too deep.

Lu Ziming and Zhuoma just mixed in the crowd and walked towards the cave. A figure rushed out of the cave. They didn't know what they were shouting. They frantically waved their fists and rushed towards a soldier. Before the soldier could reflect, he was knocked to the ground. Then the figure rushed to the armored vehicle. The gunfire suddenly sounded. The roaring bullet hit the figure in the air. The figure was abandoned by the huge impact and fell heavily to the ground. The body was torn in two by the bullet.

"Crazy, crazy so soon?"

From Lu Ziming into the crowd, and then to the hole, but in just three or four minutes, two people rushed out of the hole, as if something was chasing them behind them.

There was no way out. After the brief riot, the soldiers quickly dragged the body away. It seemed that nothing had happened at all.

"Be careful, no matter what you see when you enter the holy mountain, don't panic. Calm is more important than anything. I don't know why the two people went crazy just now, but you can imagine that it must be what they saw or what affected them?"

"Road! I know that only real warriors can enter the holy mountain. People with weak will can't realize the essence and profound meaning of the holy mountain."

The meaning of fart is a killing mechanism. In the eyes of animals, those modern machines built by human beings are gods. Perhaps in the eyes of higher civilization, human beings are mole ants, not to mention respect and equality.

When he entered the cave, he immediately felt strange. The long and narrow passage seemed to be filled with colorless and tasteless liquid, wrapped his body tightly, as if people were walking in the water, and each step was very difficult.

"Zhuoma, do you feel it?"

"I feel it. Something is wrapping us."

"It's an energy, but it's very chaotic, like an undercurrent in the water. Don't think about it. This may be the power that affects the mind."

He tried to absorb the surrounding energy with his phagocytosis talent, but the effect was very bad. The energy seemed to be mixed with something invisible, which affected the phagocytosis effect. Many fluorescent rods and some electric lighting equipment are placed on the wall of the channel, but it seems that they were damaged shortly after installation.

Lu Ziming helped Zhuoma move forward carefully. The people who caught up from behind looked at them in surprise. Someone took the initiative to talk with them and hoped to enter the holy mountain together. Zhuoma rejected them all.

"Lu! Why do you refuse them? Isn't it good to be with them?"

"Have you ever heard of someone uniting with the weak?" now Zhuoma doesn't realize her position in the eyes of others, "There are two main purposes for them to win over others on the road. One is to enhance their own strength, and the other is to let others be their own ghost. You should have heard the story of tigers chasing people. If we are in danger, we are the sheep sent to the tiger's mouth. In that case, why should we join hands with them.".

"I see. They have no good intentions at all."

"In the end of the world, only himself can be trusted, and others can't be trusted at all..." Lu Ziming saw a man running for his life, breaking his girlfriend's leg and throwing it to the zombie. Since then, it's hard for him to trust others.

"Then why don't we stay with SAITI and them?"

Lu Ziming was unwilling to answer Zhuoma's question, "there seems to be an exit ahead".

They came out of an exit when they were talking. In front of them appeared a huge room full of people. Some were whispering, and some were looking around like thinking. The room was covered with the same exits. Next to the exit, there were countless huge statues, each of which was two people tall and looked ferocious Around the statue, there are a large number of all kinds of cold weapons, some of which look very new and some have been damaged.

When they came out of the tunnel, they seemed to have gone through an extremely long road. The energy in the body and the energy in the channel conflict with each other. They can only rely on their physical ability to move forward step by step. When they walked out of the hole, they felt like collapse and drowning.

"Road! There are many exits. Where are we?"

Lu Ziming also wanted to know the answer. Looking back at the exit he had just walked out, he looked around and said, "this should be a maze. These doors are both exits and entrances. If I guessed correctly, we can't go back now.".

Zhuoma looked at Lu Ziming in surprise: "do you mean that only one of these holes is an exit, which can lead to the outside, the others are entrances, leading to other places, and the hole we just came in has now become an entrance?"

"This is my guess. I'll know later." at this time, Lu Ziming raised his finger to another hole and said, "look! Another person came in there. I'm afraid the people here have guessed like me, so I don't know what to do. However, there should be no exits in these holes. They are all entrances. They lead to different places and can't come back.".

Lu Ziming can guess, and others can guess, but the next step is different. They don't know how to go next, or which hole to go through.

"Lu! What shall we do now?"

Lu Ziming went to the nearby weapon rack, reached out and picked up a sword. He found that the material and appearance were good and the weight was just right. He put it into his backpack, then picked up a battle axe and waved it a few times. He felt it in his hand and used it as his weapon.

Now he doesn't have much energy in his body. He's not ready to use sword attack before the time of crisis. There are few arrows left in the backpack, and long-range weapons can't be expected for the moment. The only thing left is close combat.

"You're lucky. Thunder can improve your super ability. It's better for you to choose any one. No one knows what's behind these holes. It's the same for us." not choosing is actually a choice. There's no way to stay here. You have to go anyway. There's no difference in choosing which hole to go.

Zhuoma looked around at the hole, and then looked at the capable people standing in the middle. Seeing that they were still hesitating, she pointed to a hole and said, "I choose this?"