Chapter 105: The Crisis Approaches!

Chen Bo, however, did not witness the human-like behavior of those skeletal monsters, as he had already stepped onto the suspension bridge.

The bridge was constructed from iron chains and wooden planks of an unknown variety. Chen Bo knew these planks were certainly not made of any precious timber, as they were far too dilapidated. With every light step he took, the wood emitted a creaking sound, as if it might snap under the strain at any moment, making his heart race with anxiety.

Below the bridge flowed a torrential river! The current was incredibly rapid, yet, eerily, Chen Bo could not hear a single sound of rushing water. It was as if the turbulent river beneath him were merely an illusion. However, when Chen Bo tossed a useless object over the side, it was immediately swept away by the current. Still, not a whisper of sound was produced. Chen Bo couldn't afford to dwell on it; he was exhausted to the point of collapse and ravenously hungry.

Fortunately, having participated in so many prize draws, he was short on nothing, especially food. He pulled out a KFC family bucket, sat cross-legged right there on the suspension bridge, and began stuffing his face with fries.

"Mmm! Tastes good—crunchy and still warm." The system’s products were indeed top-tier; even a family bucket had an incredible shelf life and came with a built-in heating and insulation function. Simply impressive!

After polishing off the entire bucket, Chen Bo let out a satisfied belch. Now that his stomach was full and his stamina largely restored, he looked out at the seemingly endless bridge and couldn't help but feel a pang of dread. The distance appeared daunting.

Enveloped in thick fog on all sides, Chen Bo had to move slowly and cautiously. He didn't dare pick up the pace, fearing that one wrong step would spell his doom. He was, after all, a purebred landlubber who couldn't swim a stroke.

"The streamer thinks this place is even weirder than those skeletal monsters," Chen Bo murmured, staring into the dense mist. A chill crept up his spine; he had a very bad feeling.

"There couldn't be any danger here, could there?" Chen Bo said, sounding worried. The system had labeled this dungeon space as "Simple" difficulty. If this was "Simple," he shuddered to think what the higher difficulties were like.

"Alright! Although there doesn't seem to be anything threatening me at the moment, this suspension bridge is truly bizarre. There is clearly a wide, raging river beneath me, so why can't I hear a single sound?"

Chen Bo pondered for a long while without finding an answer. Suddenly, his imagination ran wild. "Could there be some kind of sound-dampening device here? Wow, that's high-tech! I’ve heard that the legendary 'Three Thousand Weak Waters' are completely silent."

"Streamer, the 'Three Thousand Weak Waters' aren't silent. It's just that anything that touches them sinks and dies; even immortals can't resist it. Haven't you seen how overpowered the Weak Waters are in *Investiture of the Gods*?"

"Does *Investiture of the Gods* even have Weak Waters? I remember seeing them in the *Legend of Nezha* animation; even Nezha feared them."

"Streamer, could the water down there actually be the legendary Weak Waters? Wouldn't that make the power levels in this wild continent absolutely heaven-defying?"

"To the guy above, can you please recharge your brain? If the streamer were standing over the Weak Waters, would he still be jumping around like this?"

"I think there's definitely something wrong with this fog! I’d stake my integrity on it! Well, and my virginity, too."

"With all due respect, you sold me your integrity for a dollar a pound yesterday, and I already paid up. As for your virginity, I'm sorry, but you must have forgotten; you were shouting 'Brother is amazing' in bed last night."

"I think I just heard some juicy secret. Link! Requesting the video! Requesting the video! Requesting the video! Important things must be said three times!"

"Why are you guys polluting the stream again? Don't you know there are many children here? Aren't you afraid their parents will come knocking to chop you up?"

"I have no comeback for that, but I recall you're the one who keeps turning the chat dirty! Talk about the thief crying 'stop thief'!"

"Pfft! The streamer is here trembling in his boots, and you guys are just joking around. Is that really okay?" Chen Bo said speechlessly, though his intense nervousness eased slightly.

"Relax, relax. Look, even the streamer can't stand how dirty you guys are. Can you tone it down? Can you not survive a single day without being lewd?"

"To the friend above, I’m certain you’re new here! I’m willing to bet one of my long-treasured resources on it!!"

"To the seasoned veteran above, who gave you the courage to bet such a precious item? I truly admire you!"

"It seems there are many newcomers here! Let me tell you the truth: we were all corrupted by the streamer!"

"So that's how it is!"

"So that's how it is +1."

"So that's how it is +2."

"So that's how it is +10086."

"You're slandering me! This is pure slander! How could I possibly corrupt you all?" Chen Bo feigned indignation.

Just as he was about to see how the veterans in the chat would respond, he heard a strange sound. It was very faint—if he hadn't been listening closely, he might have missed it entirely.

Fortunately, having cultivated the *Nine Yang Manual*, Chen Bo’s five senses were significantly heightened. Even though the sound was subtle, it could not escape his ears.

Chen Bo immediately grew alert. He didn't believe he was mistaken. In this place, he had to be careful, cautious, and then careful again. Even the slightest disturbance could not be ignored; it might be the very thing that cost him his life.

He gripped his long sword. The cramped space of the suspension bridge was ill-suited for heavy blades; a nimble long sword, perfect for countering with skill, was far more appropriate.

In his other hand, he held a glow stick he had picked up before reaching the bridge, though it was of little use here. The thick fog rendered visibility extremely low, and a light source did little to expand his field of vision. In such a situation, danger could strike from any direction.

This was going to be troublesome.

Chen Bo tightened his grip on the sword. The faint sound seemed to be growing louder, indicating that the danger was drawing nearer.

What he needed now was absolute calm; he could not afford to be agitated.

Focusing his energy and steadying his mind, Chen Bo listened intently. The sound was coming from directly below!!!