Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World-Chapter 366: Fall into the Abyss
In the blink of an eye, the group watched helplessly as Kim Haru plummeted into the narrow gorge.
At that moment, it felt as if the sky itself was collapsing!
"Dame it!"
Chung Hwangeun's eyes turned red with rage.
He cursed harshly and was about to jump into the cliff after him.
Jo Sungmo with his ice-cold face grabbed him just in time.
"Don't be reckless!" If not for the blood seeping from his clenched fists, no one would have noticed his anxiety. "Mr. Kim is strong. He'll be fine. Besides, Fuzzball went with him. Right now, we can't afford to lose our heads."
Jo Sungmo's words snapped everyone out of their terror—the sheer panic of having "lost Mr. Kim."
The people who had come out with Kim Haru were far from weak.
Once they calmed down, they quickly divided their tasks.
"I'll take Ryu Hyunwoo back to report the situation and bring reinforcements," Shin Woncheon said, removing all unnecessary supplies from his body, keeping only a bottle of water and a day's worth of rations.
Carrying too much would slow them down.
Both Shin Woncheon and Ryu Hyunwoo, understood that perfectly.
Ryu Hyunwoo, aside from keeping just water and dry rations, also gathered all the Earth-type crystal cores from the others.
He knew why the captain had picked him—his Earth-type ability included a skill akin to "shrinking the land beneath his feet," allowing him to cover great distances faster than even a vehicle.
However, the ability burned through his energy at an alarming rate, making it impractical for ordinary situations.
However, right now was anything but ordinary.
No one hesitated to hand over their crystal cores.
Each person, without exception, stuffed them into Ryu Hyunwoo's hands.
The two wasted no time.
In the blink of an eye, they had finished preparations and vanished into the distance, leaving only a small black dot on the horizon.
With the rescue team dispatched, seven people remained at the cliff.
Ra Jinho, Jang Dojung, and Jo Sungmo stayed near the edge, monitoring the situation below and attempting to contact Mr. Kim.
If there was any movement in the cliff's hole, they would be the first to know.
The remaining four turned their attention to the seemingly undisturbed field—the very place where the explosion had just occurred.
Their gazes burned with barely suppressed fury.
The most powerful Lightning-type ability user, Chung Hwangeun, the Water-type ability user Do Seungjin, whose offensive power shouldn't be underestimated, Gang Yuwon, the Fire-type ability user who is a nemesis to mutated plants, and Han Gwonhee, the Poison-type ability user—none of them held back as they launched fierce attacks at the mutated plants!
They only used their most destructive skills.
Their primary target was that mutated chili pepper.
The surrounding plants, which had originally remained motionless as if uninvolved, finally reacted under such an aggressive assault.
Their forms rapidly expanded, transforming into grotesque and terrifying creatures, turning the once orderly farmland into a monstrous battlefield.
However, not one of the four backed down.
In fact, the fighting spirit on their faces only burned brighter!
Mr. Kim would definitely be fine!
When he returns, they would make sure he sees a well-behaved and obedient field.
Whatever seeds he wanted, he would have.
And as for those that refused to listen…
There would be no such thing as disobedience.
A cold wind swept through the Biryong Plains, carrying a silent, chilling killing intent.
At the moment he realized something was wrong, Kim Haru only had time to shield the Fuzzball, on his shoulder!
The next second, a powerful shockwave sent him flying toward the edge of the Biryong Plans, where he plummeted downward.
Fortunately, the personal protective shield he had purchased earlier had remained activated.
Even though he had been hit with a shockwave at such close range, aside from feeling slightly dizzy from the vibrations, he hadn't suffered any injuries.
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However, the shield's energy had been nearly depleted by the impact.
While falling, Kim Haru noticed that the increasing wind resistance was affecting him more and more.
Without hesitation, he opened the system store and immediately purchased a higher-level protective shield.
By the time he completed this series of actions, he still hadn't reached the bottom.
For some reason, despite the urgency of the situation, Kim Haru suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
Aside from the strong feeling of weightlessness at the beginning of the fall, he hadn't felt much else while suspended in midair.
Once he adapted to this state, he had enough mental space to start observing his surroundings.
The first thing he checked, of course, was Fuzzball in his arms.
Fuzzball was still tightly held by Kim Haru, ensuring that it wouldn't fall.
Since the surrounding environment was quite dark, the cat's pupils had dilated, reflecting a faint glow that made them appear somewhat mysterious.
However, Kim Haru didn't find this strange at all.
He simply thought his cat was behaving normally—after all, cats' eyes naturally expand in the dark.
Seeing that Fuzzball wasn't injured and didn't appear frightened, Kim Haru let out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, his gaze followed Fuzzball's and turned toward the surrounding environment.
This was a bottomless cliff, with only a pitiful sliver of light overhead, barely illuminating the dense darkness that swallowed the surroundings.
Occasionally, faint, indistinct shadows flickered, revealing the presence of something massive lurking in the abyss on either side.
Kim Haru gently stroked the cat in his arms to comfort it. "Fuzzball, don't worry. We'll be fine."
As he spoke, he quickly browsed through the system store, searching for any item that could help in this situation.
Whether it was something to cushion his fall or something that could let him fly—anything would do.
He remembered that if he scrolled a little further, there should be a winged item available!
Before Kim Haru could find what he was looking for, a long, drawn-out meow suddenly echoed beside his ear.
The familiar soft, sweet tone carried an inexplicable resonance, as if it had been enhanced by a master sound engineer to the level of a king's roar.