Chapter 401

Those mice appeared reluctant to venture into different areas. Only after Rachel escaped did the mice peek out from the gap. The room's wall abruptly shifted again, completely blocking the path we came from. The confined area became saturated with the unmistakable scent of blood. Steven was undoubtedly exhausted. After an entire day and night of relentless killing, he simply couldn't hold on any longer. "Stephie..." I approached him, and he glanced up at me. I remained silent and simply rubbed his head. His body seemed to tense up. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze at me grew increasingly intense. "Take a rest. I'll be right by your side for the remaining journey," I assured softly. I then turned around and glanced at the surroundings of the room. Steven stood up, steadying himself. He slowly walked to the wall. "I utilized the wall-tracing technique to carefully follow the edge of the solid wall all the way ahead. There are a total of 187 small rooms on the entire floor. Th