As soon as Wu Dong finished speaking, everyone pitched in to clear away the pile of stones that Wang An had struggled so hard to stack.
To be safe, Wu Dong shouted toward the stone slab once more
"We are sent by the Huaxia government to rescue you. To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, please explain your current situation."
After speaking, Wu Dong gave Zhang Shuya a look.
Zhang Shuya nodded and began speaking a stream of gibberish toward the stone slab.
Zhang Shuya was speaking the Little Devil's language. It sounded quite fluent, but Wang An had no idea what she was saying, nor could he even grasp the intonation.
Mainly, the few Little Devil words Wang An knew had been learned from videotapes.
Most of the rest had been taught to him by fellow inmates who had entered the "fence" after him in his previous life.
However, those inmates who knew the Little Devil's language weren't professional at all; they only knew a few words and couldn't even utter a single complete sentence in the damn language.
Moreover, according to them, they had also learned it from movies...
It had to be said that everyone was actually quite fond of learning; the spirit of mutual discussion was truly rare.
Sure enough, for the Devils, the Little Devil's language was the most universal. Once Zhang Shuya finished, the sound of Little Devils chattering echoed from inside the stone mountain.
Of course, Wang An still didn't understand a word of what this Devil was saying.
What puzzled Wang An, however, was why that old geezer who could speak Chinese had stopped talking. Could he have died inside?
While Wang An was idling in thought, Zhang Shuya spoke—or more accurately, she was translating for everyone.
The gist was that there were currently five Devils inside the stone mountain. However, two of them were already completely fucked, and only three were still breathing. Their Mr. Mountain-Wild was also hanging by a thread and was likely in a very shitty state.
Most importantly, they hadn't had water for three days and couldn't even urinate; they were on the verge of dying of thirst.
Finally, this Devil pleaded for the Huaxia government to rescue them immediately.
Hearing this, although everyone remained half-skeptical, they did feel much more confident.
After all, so many days had passed. The Little Devils might not have lacked food, but water was essential for everyone, and there was no water inside the stone mountain.
Once the water they brought was gone, it was only normal for various problems to arise due to dehydration.
Immediately, Zhang Shuya and Wu Dong exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously, then moved the large stone slab aside.
After opening the slab, the group did not rush in, nor did the Little Devils come out immediately.
It had to be said that these Little Devils were damn cautious.
But what was the point of being cautious when you were practically dead? They really had no self-awareness.
After a while, Zhang Shuya frowned and said something in that gibberish.
As soon as she finished, everyone saw a head poke out from the entrance, crawling flat against the ground.
Seeing this, everyone's tension eased again.
Because this Little Devil was fucking crawling out.
As soon as the Devil showed its head, it started chattering, and Zhang Shuya replied with a stream of gibberish.
Then, Zhang Shuya signaled to the two nearest "Hat Brothers." The two Hat Brothers quickly stepped forward, dragged the Devil out, and propped him up.
Zhang Shuya told the two Hat Brothers
"Take him to the side. Put the handcuffs on first, then the leg irons, and then give him some water. Oh, and empty everything out of his pockets and store it separately. Keep a close eye on him."
Then, Zhang Shuya spoke another round of gibberish to the Devil.
Wang An didn't understand the words, but he understood the meaning.
It meant: *Even though you're a Devil, your identity is currently problematic and we need to verify it. You must comply with what we are doing now.*
After Zhang Shuya finished, she ignored the Devil and looked into the entrance.
However, the Devil began to shout anxiously, repeating the same tone—meaning he was saying the same sentence over and over.
Despite the urgency in his voice, no one paid him any mind.
Wang An guessed the Devil was saying "Save them" or "Hurry and save them."
After waiting a bit longer, the stone mountain remained silent, and there were no signs of the other Little Devils coming out.
The group pondered for a moment before Wu Dong, with a solemn expression, ordered the four fully-armed "Camouflage Brothers"
"The four of you go in. If there is any resistance inside, shoot to kill."
The four responded with a synchronized "Yes," then entered the stone mountain crouching low, flashlights in their left hands and pistols in their right.
It had to be said that the design of this stone mountain entrance was truly fucking absurd—mainly because it was too low.
A normal person, even a sturdy woman from the Northeast, would have to crouch significantly to get inside.
After a short while, two words echoed from inside: "Clear."
Everyone was happy to hear this and began walking into the stone mountain, but Wang An's heart skipped a beat.
Those who hadn't been inside the stone mountain couldn't appreciate the intense echo and vibration.
In other words, one absolutely could not speak loudly inside; otherwise, the surrounding resonance could truly make one's ears ring.
Thus, Wang An subconsciously paused and entered last.
Since he was already here, he had to go in; after all, he had been inside before.
Inside the stone mountain, aside from a few burning candles, the only light came from flashlights.
When Wang An wanted to wander around and look, Wang Shuai grabbed him and stopped him
"Xiao An, don't move randomly. There are many dangerous things in here."
Wang An was momentarily stunned, but he nodded
"Mm-hmm, got it, Brother Wang."
The reason Wang An was stunned was that he suddenly realized that although he was the one who told Zhang Shuya about the secrets of the stone mountain, on the surface, Zhang Shuya had never mentioned Wang An.
In other words, in everyone's perception, Wang An had nothing to do with this stone mountain.
His act of sealing those five Devils inside this time was merely a coincidence.
For Wang An, this was actually a good thing.
Soon, the group transported the two living Devils, the two dead ones, and the flower baskets the five Devils had carried into the mountain out of the stone mountain.
The reason the two living Devils didn't actively crawl out was that they were in terrible condition.
If they weren't still breathing faintly, it wouldn't be wrong to say they were dead.
(End of Chapter)