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Chapter 1994

"What will he do?"

In a daze, Chen Yang seemed to be in a deep and chaotic mine.

Originally, the top was high and within arm's reach, but the body was waist-deep, and the water kept rising and pouring in.

Vague screams, cries for help, and cries of pain came from isolated places.

Every now and then, with a loud bang, a large piece of ore would fall down, blocking a mine tunnel.

What was once a thoroughfare immediately turned into a dead end.

Chen Yang was dripping with water and walked forward step by step. He felt that his physical strength was draining. The thin spiritual power in his body was not enough to support him to survive in such a harsh environment.

If you are not careful, you may be caught in a whirlpool, hit by falling rocks, or blocked in a dead end, and you may die.

Chen Yang didn't pay attention to these, but was searching.

Search for the treasured alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace should not be big, so he searched carefully.

Especially in the places where people have been saved, they are most likely to be left behind.

The water gradually rose to my chest.

It is impossible to rely on visual inspection to see the underwater situation.

Chen Yang held his breath and dived down again and again, groping for the uneven ground. His hands, legs and feet were cut by sharp ore sections again and again. The bright red bits of blood were washed away in the turbid muddy water.

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"Look for it two more times at most, no more."

"Otherwise, I will die here."

A voice came out of Chen Yang's heart. It was not his own, but the voice of a stranger and vicissitudes of life.

Chen Wang's voice.

Then, once, twice.

During the last dive, when he was already desperate, Chen Yang felt the touch of metal.

"My alchemy furnace!"

Chen Yang couldn't see it. In surprise, he stretched out his hands, grabbed any place that could be used, and exerted force.

When I pulled it, it didn't move.

Chen Yang just thought that from day to night, he kept rescuing people and searching, and he had reached the end of his strength and no longer had the strength to even pull up the alchemy furnace.

He wasn't surprised either. After forcing his luck a few times, he let out a low drink and tried his best again.

This time, the alchemy furnace was pulled.

"Boom~~"

Chen Yang's action of dragging the alchemy furnace seemed to have caused some chain reaction.

Amidst the loud noise, rocks were falling down one after another, large swaths of rocks were washed away, and turbid flood water surged in.

Chen Yang was carried by the flood and rushed forward all the way.

Even in this situation, he did not let go of the alchemy furnace he had obtained, holding on to it tightly.

In the end, Chen Yang was lucky enough to be washed away not far from the exit of the mine, and the water calmed down.

At this time, his hand sank, and the alchemy furnace lost the support of the buoyancy of the water and fell heavily to the ground.

When Chen Yang took a look, he realized that this was definitely not his alchemy furnace.

His alchemy furnace is only the size of a watermelon, and the copper alchemy furnace in front of him has room for one person.

"It's still a mistake."

"I didn't get my alchemy furnace back after all."

"It's like, I can't make a pill that can be taken after all,"

"the same."

"Failure is failure, always failure."

Chen Yang felt unspeakable loneliness and depression welling up in his heart.

He spent half his life savings to buy it, but he could barely reach the alchemy furnace next to the small magic weapon, and then lost it.

Chen Yang knew that he would never get it back.

The bottom completely collapsed and he had no strength left.
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