strictlysupreme Chapter 279 Human Females Fleeing in the Beast World 7
Chapter 279 Human Females Fleeing in the Beast World 7
Shen Chumo frowned, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Hu Le glanced outside the door to make sure there were no guards, then said to Shen Chumo, "Miss Shen, if there's nothing else, I have to go back. The arena's gate is in the northwest, and it's heavily guarded. That's all I can do for you."
Shen Chumo nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you. You have helped me a lot. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will not forget your kindness."
Hu Le smiled wryly, not taking Shen Chumo's words too seriously. After all, he had seen countless humans who wanted to resist die at the hands of orcs.
After Hu Le left, Shen Chumo sat on the ground, looking at the moonlight outside the window, her fingers rubbing the ring on her neck.
Shen Chumo found the ring on her body while she was taking a bath. The ring was made of jade and was carved with an exquisite lotus pattern. The lotus was lifelike, and the ring felt warm to the touch. It was obvious that the ring was very valuable.
Shen Chumo assumed it belonged to the original owner of the body and didn't pay much attention to it at the time, so she simply put it away.
She took the ring off her neck and examined it carefully in the moonlight.
The exquisite lotus pattern seemed to be given new life by the moonlight. The texture on the petals was clearly visible, and every detail was carved with great care. The lifelike lotus seemed to be about to bloom at her fingertips.
A sense of unease crept into her mind. Why did she feel that this ring was so familiar, as if it were hers, yet she remembered that she didn't own such a ring?
A flash of inspiration struck Shen Chumo. She suddenly remembered a novel she had read where the protagonist was always given a cheat code after transmigrating. Could this ring be her cheat code?
In the novel, Shen Chumo bit her finger, smeared the blood on the ring, and then silently recited the mantra.
Incredibly, Shen Chumo actually saw a space in her consciousness.
The space was square and filled with all sorts of things. As Shen Chumo's consciousness swept over these supplies, the names of these items automatically appeared in her mind.
Clothes, food, and daily necessities are all available.
When Shen Chumo's consciousness swept to a certain corner, she saw several books, a pile of yellow talismans, cinnabar, and dozens of bottles of pills in porcelain jars.
Shen Chumo's heart skipped a beat; her intuition told her that these things were very important to her.
When Shen Chumo's consciousness emerged from the space, several items had appeared in front of her. Shen Chumo picked up a book and slowly began to read it.
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As dawn broke, Shen Chumo had already returned to her room safely.
A night passed, and no one noticed that Shen Chumo wasn't in the room. These beastmen had always looked down on Shen Chumo, this human female, and never imagined she would have the courage to escape. In their eyes,
Shen Chumo was already grateful enough to be able to stay in such a nice room and eat such delicious food before she died.
At 7 a.m. sharp, Hu Le arrived with the food cart to deliver the meal. When he saw Shen Chumo sitting peacefully in the room, Hu Le couldn't quite describe his feelings.
Escaping from this arena is indeed too difficult, so Shen Chumo's decision to give up is a wise one, at least she can live for a few more days.
Just as Hu Le was setting the food on the table, Shen Chumo suddenly slipped a note into Hu Le's palm and winked at him.
Hu Le's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced outside the door. The guards at the door hadn't noticed anything happening inside.
Hu Leqiang pretended to be calm, secretly clenching the note in his palm, trying to make his movements look natural and smooth, and continued to set out the food.
His heart suddenly raced, as if a deer was pounding wildly inside. After finally finishing setting the table, he lowered his voice and said in a forcedly casual tone, "Miss Shen, please enjoy your meal."
After saying that, he pushed the food cart and turned to leave.
Back in the kitchen, Hu Le's heart was still in his throat. He looked around to make sure no one was there before carefully unfolding the note. It read: "Could you help me get a layout diagram of the fighting arena? It's very important."
Hu Le frowned, lost in thought.
There's no need to look for the layout map, because he has one of his own. He drew it himself after working here for several years and becoming familiar with the area. He put a lot of effort into this layout map, which details the location of each area of the arena, including hidden passages, warehouses, the guards' daily patrol routes, and shift change times, etc.
Every detail was something he had observed and recorded little by little on a daily basis, thinking that it might come in handy someday when he had a chance to escape, but he never dared to actually put it into action.
But now that Shen Chumo has made this request, Hu Le is very conflicted.
If I give her this picture, I'll have nothing to rely on if I ever have a chance to escape in the future. So, it's a dilemma whether I give it to her or not...
Hu Le weighed the pros and cons repeatedly in his mind, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind him, and Hu Le hurriedly stuffed the note into his mouth and swallowed it.
Just as Hu Le swallowed the note, he heard a sharp, slightly mocking voice behind him: "Hey, Hu Le, what are you sneaking around here for?"
Hu Le froze, slowly turned around, and saw a tall cat-eared woman standing behind him.
Her ears were perked up, the tips trembling slightly, as if trying to catch any movement around her.
His upturned eyes were full of arrogance and disdain as he stared down at Hu Le.
"No... I didn't do anything, Lady Liya." Hu Le lowered his head, his voice trembling involuntarily.
Lia took a step forward, extending her furry paw and gently tracing the tip of her finger across Hu Le's cheek. The movement seemed gentle, yet it carried an undeniable threat.
Then her claws gradually moved downwards, slicing across Hu Le's chest and continuing downwards.
Sweat beaded on Hu Le's forehead, and he let out a muffled groan, "No... Lady Liya..."
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Liya's lips, and she ignored Hu Le's pleas.
Her claws stopped on Hu Le's abdomen and pinched him slightly.
"Hu Le, I told you long ago, if you become my person, you won't have to work so hard in the kitchen anymore, isn't that great?"
Hu Le's face turned pale. Liya's favorite thing was to raise human males. It is said that she has raised at least a hundred, but without exception, none of them have survived to this day.
A few days ago, Liya set her sights on Hu Le, often hanging around him and making suggestive remarks.
She could have forcibly tied Hu Le up, but Liya liked Hu Le's stubbornness, and using force wouldn't have the same effect.
"Lady Lia, please spare me," Hu Le pleaded, his voice trembling with tears.