Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 77: Chapter 52 Rubik’s Cube 2

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The three of them walked through the corridor, and she could always sense the presence of powerful monsters in time, enabling them to avoid danger ahead of time.

Although the reach of the “Secret Guard’s” grudge was farther than her sensing range, as soon as they sensed a monster, the three of them would start running.

Taking advantage of prepared obstacles, they managed to evade danger every time successfully.                      ^y

Employing this method, they encountered the “Secret Guards” several times in the labyrinth, but never ran into them head-on.

With the biggest deadly threat gone, all that was left was to solve the labyrinth itself.

Tracy Garcia, having been to the labyrinth before to grind for skeleton materials, was aware of the route through the maze known to the Hunter’s Association.

But now, the seal stone had already fallen, blocking the original exit.

They had to find another way around.

Although Leonard Churchill had found an adventurer’s diary, it did not contain the correct path.

They roamed the labyrinth for three days.

The labyrinth was far too large.

Having to avoid some of the monsters and take many detours wasted a great deal of time.

On top of that, the complexity of the Grand Cemetery Labyrinth, which is notoriously challenging in the Hunter’s Association, had only achieved about 40% exploration till now.

The remaining 60% may have been traversed by people, but they died within. All labynnth-like alternate dimensions share a deadly threat-food and water shortages.

Despite their storage rings, the supplies that the three of them brought along could last for about half a month at most.

Even though scavenging corpses provided them with more supplies,

The problem still persisted.

If they couldn’t find the exit, they would ultimately die here.

In the gloomy passage, they walked at a moderate pace.

Leonard Churchill wore a usual indifferent expression, observing as he walked along.

Camilla remained silent, merely following and concentrating on sensing her surroundings.

The Spirit Communicator girl, however, was growing slightly anxious.

Being stuck in such an oppressive and seemingly exit-less Underground Palace for three days would fray anyone’s nerves.

Oh, except him.

Tracy Garcia began to doubt whether he was just an emotionless zombie.

She kept her cool for the first couple of days, after all, Camilla had said that this man named Leonard Churchill was an excellent puzzle solver.

Tracy Garcia had no doubts before.

After observing him for these two days, however,

She felt more and more uncertain.

Where did he show any indication of being an expert puzzle solver?

He knew nothing when asked, and he chose corridors that others had already walked through, not even making a mark.

This made her doubt whether Camilla had been fooled by someone.

Finally, the three of them arrived at another fork, and Tracy Garcia saw the markings on the corner wall that she had left for the third time. She couldn’t help but grumble, “Ah…are we going to keep going?”

Leonard Churchill responded indifferently, “Hmm.”

Camilla looked at the mark in the corner of the wall. She knew what Tracy

Garcia was talking about, but she kept silent.

But Tracy Garcia couldn’t hold back and anxiously reminded, “But, this is already the third time we’ve come to this corridor. In other words, we’re stuck in a loop. If we keep going like this, we’ll only exhaust our food and water, and It would be a total waste of effort. Shouldn’t we try out other paths we haven’t taken?”

She became more resentful as she spoke, genuinely questioning whether this fellow knew how to solve the labyrinth. He didn’t even understand this basic principle.

Listening to her, Leonard Churchill glanced at her, his gaze slightly retracted. On their way here, he did not reveal his puzzle solving thought process too early.

One reason was that he didn’t feel the need to.

The other was that many of his thoughts could only be understood by him and he couldn’t explain them for now.

Camilla understood his silence and didn’t say anything.

Tracy Garcia, however, didn’t.

She asked, “Mr. Leonard Churchill, could you tell me why we’re continuing to repeat this path?”

Leonard Churchill said casually, “I don’t know.”

He genuinely didn’t know.

The complexity of the labyrinth was something that Leonard Churchill had never encountered before.

Because it had already exceeded the two-dimensional plane.

His photographic memory allowed a ”QR code” of the labyrinth map to form in his mind.

But now, a lot of bugs appeared on this QR code map.

The more times they went through it, the more bugs there were.

They had indeed been to this corridor three times.

And Leonard Churchill remembered very clearly.

This was their fixed path each time.

The strange thing was, even if they walked this path every time theoretically if it were a loop, the path should have been entirely the same and the markings’ should have been the same.                          ^&

However, bizarrely, while most corridors were the same, the markings on some were different.

Moreover, they discovered after walking it a few more times, the corridors with mismatched marks were not entirely the same as the previous time. This was the “key point” he had latched onto.

His intuition told Leonard Churchill that as long as they figured out why those ew corridors were different, they would completely unravel the mystery of this labyrinth.

So they had to keep going.

Observe what was different.

However, going through so many times was not entirely fruitless.

Their sensitivity was not misguided, and their memory was not tampered with.

He almost confirmed that the “maze” aspect of the labyrinth was a physical obstacle rather than a mystical one.

But these findings were speculations for now.

He didn’t want to explain.

Listening to the words “I don’t know,” Tracy Garcia’s face turned rather ugly.

Were they going to be stuck here until they died?

She glanced at Camilla and asked, “Sister Camilla?”

Camilla spoke in a very casual manner, “I trust Mr. Leonard Churchill’s judgment.”

Her forever calm countenance

was indeed a compelling reason to trust..