Standing halfway up the mountain and looking down, in the wind and rainy mountains swept by the strong wind, apart from the broken trees that were lodged everywhere, the most conspicuous thing was the water scattered from the foothills.

Just three minutes ago, in an area we were about to step on, the land suddenly began to loosen. I stepped on it with a light step and immediately a large piece of it collapsed. Fortunately, Mr. Rhodes grabbed me and rescued me from the collapsed land.

The next moment, the collapsed land was like butter melted in heat, instantly lost its solidified shape, turned into a broken mudslide, rolling towards the bottom of the mountain, crushing countless shrubs and trees, and disappearing from sight with a bang.

Such a terrifying mountain crisis broke out again before my eyes, which made me quickly take a step away and turn to ask Mr. Rod: "The landslide here is getting worse and worse. How do we go up the mountain?"

The man in the middle of the man thought for a while and poked the ground with the crowbar in his hand. When the crowbar was pulled up, he could clearly see a pool of water accumulated in the hole, and in a blink of an eye it flowed out of the hole, gurgling continuously.

"The heavy rain in the past few days has soaked the entire mountain in water, and the soil in the mountain is also full of rain. Under this saturation, every hill we walk on is at risk of slippage and collapse..."

At the foot of the mountain, there are deep diving people waiting for opportunities, and on the mountain, there are dangerous mountains and hardships. Could it be that I should die here today? Should I laugh three times in the mountain?

"But the problem is not here." Mr. Rod sighed again, "The lagoon on the mountain has become a huge landslide, and this is our greatest danger. If we want to reach the top of the mountain, we must walk through these places safely."

I shook my head: "This kind of broken road is not useful if it says Fujiwara tofu in the car. Mr. Rod, why are you so sure to go to the top of the mountain to find clues instead of getting a chance in the mountain?"

Mr. Rod gently shook the trees on the roadside, but before he could use force, the tree was like an opponent hit by the Great Saint Sacred King Buddha, and tilted lightly towards the roadside, and then countless broken leaves fell down with a bang.

"I haven't tried hard yet, why did I fall... Marcus, what did you ask me just now?" asked Mr. Rod.

We stood there and couldn't move forward, so we could only continue to talk and think about the method: "I asked why we had to go up the mountain."

"Oh...this question."

Mr. Rhode said absent-mindedly: "My intuition. Since the 'Deep Sea Catastrophe' is obsessed with submerging this mountain to destroy the cage, then there are clues that are most likely to exist at the farthest distance from it. Is this explanation OK?"

I said disapprovingly: "This may not convince me...Mr. Rod. It seems that since I appeared, you have turned your attention to me, which puts me a little stress..."

Mr. Rod laughed in silence: "What's wrong? I saved you so many times, do you still feel uneasy about me?"

I took a step back and whispered, "Of course I don't have any objection to save me, but it's very strange. Mr. Rod had been searching for Mrs. Lilia's traces before to prevent Perbri from being transformed. But I feel that you are not sad or discouraged now? This seems unreasonable, right?"

I felt something was wrong since I went up the mountain.

In other words, I have always had a faint suspicion about the man in front of me, and I can't get rid of it.

Although I was obviously a good man in the Gu family and a peerless father before, my performance was a bit superficial. I was not in a hurry when my wife disappeared, and my daughter didn't feel distressed when she turned into a monster. Instead, I was all focused on pulling me up the mountain.

Is this behavior still unquestionable?

"Marcus, your suspicion is unreasonable... You should know that our position on the entire island is absolutely consistent, and even the degree of prosperity and loss is that I will not harm you."

Mr. Rod's expression was particularly sincere, and he spread his hands to try to show unreserved honesty. But I sneered: "No matter how consistent the interests are, we are two independent individuals, and it is impossible to be completely consistent with each other with high similarity. I still have many questions that have not been answered, so the gap between us cannot be completely revealed. Even if you say that the overall situation is the most important thing, I have the right to know, are you right?"

Mr. Rod finally showed a silent expression and suddenly asked, "Did you find any problem?"

"It's not a problem. I just recalled the story of a parallel world. I believe that it happened in your world - that is, the mountain disaster that devoured Gotz's wife and daughter's life."

Mr. Rod frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

I shook my head and said, "I just think the occurrence of mudslides is different from what I imagined. What we have always fought against in our world has not been the 'deep sea catastrophe', but there have been terrifying mountain disasters. I always feel that the horror and mystery of Mount Mades are no less than the deep sea. Why do you describe the mountain as a precarious matchbox?"

A mountain that can hide the "ultimate disaster" will actually be soaked in heavy rain and collapse into the sea?

Mr. Rod's expression changed a little, "Your knowledge of Mount Mades was beyond my expectations."

I continued to shake my head and said, "I have also guessed many possibilities, wanting to discover the abnormal factors in you, but your actions are completely logical, and even too consistent with my guess, just like... I am an intervener who plays a perfect role."

Mr. Rod suddenly spoke and denied: "With your understanding of me less than a day, you are so familiar with my behavioral logic... Your insight is really keen..."

This man was really a bit scary. Even when he was forced into a corner and facing my aggressive and unreasonable questioning, he still maintained his rationality, looking for flaws in my language at any time, and at the same time he keenly judged that I had no intention of turning against him.

Since I stepped on Mount Mades, I heard some intermittent sounds, as if someone was passing me a message, but was seriously disturbed. From the words, I heard someone repeating and saying, "Be careful...Rod..."

I did not point out these things and continued, "Mr. Rod, I don't want to care about you now, but if this continues, we will soon be buried with this mountain. Are you still unwilling to tell me your intention to go up the mountain?"

Mr. Rod's expression did not change at all. He raised his eyebrows and pointed to the still towering Mount Mades and said: "This mountain is the seal that seals the 'Deep Sea Catastrophe'. Now the indescribable force has enveloped this land. Only the highest point can break through its control and contact the outside world. Although the back move I prepared was blocked, if I reach the top of the mountain, I can contact it."

He looked at me with awesome eyes: "How about such an answer? Are you worried about anything?"

“Not yet.”

I patted the mud and grass leaves on my body, and set my sight on the top of the mountain surrounded by heavy clouds and thunderstorms, and took steps.

This step did not collapse.
Chapter completed!