The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 944: Which Unlucky Guy

Chapter 944: Chapter 944: Which Unlucky Guy

"What’s all the noise about? Someone will definitely come to rescue me, they definitely will."

When everyone heard this voice, they couldn’t help but look up at the person, and then, almost simultaneously, they rolled their eyes at him.

To still believe in rescue, when being lucky enough not to have lost their lives here already, was quite something. Moreover, their mountain cave was already filled to the brim; if a few more people were to come, they truly did not know what to do.

"Talking crazy? Go to the side and blabber on!"

At the cave’s entrance, three men huddled together, sitting there with a fire lit. On top was an iron pot, but what was inside the pot...

A dark green soup, with a few pieces of tree bark floating in it.

When the dark green soup began to boil, a strong scent of leaves wafted out, making people want to vomit.

But what could they do? Now having something to eat meant dozens of hands reaching out to snatch. This pot of leaf broth, if not for the few skilled guards protecting it by their side, would have been long gone.

"Your Highness, please endure a little longer, I believe the Emperor will definitely send someone to rescue us."

Seeing the soup was boiled, a guard filled a bowl for his master and spoke to comfort him.

"Huh!"

Upon hearing this, the man merely glanced at the guard, then let out a heavy sigh.

"I only hope Father doesn’t send anyone here. This place, no matter how many come, is just a place to meet their doom. Why bother?"

"This..."

The guard, after hearing this, didn’t know what else to say.

"Big brother, do you think Father would..."

’Boom!’

Another man just started to ask when a deep, muffled thunderous sound came from outside. This sound made everyone in the cave tremble and shrink further inside.

"Big brother..."

"Someone else has made their way here," the man said, glancing towards the cave’s entrance.

As the whirlpool began to stir, a purple mist also started drifting into the cave, but at that moment, no one paid attention to the mist; instead, they all looked up at the whirlpool.

The whirlpool was strange; it remained motionless unless someone approached it.

But as soon as it sensed a person’s presence, it would start to spin ceaselessly, creating a strong suction force, until it had sucked in every last person.

Many among them had already been drawn into it and had lost all possibility of returning.

"Who knows which unfortunate soul has come to this cursed place," another man muttered helplessly.

With people coming meant that someone would be sucked into that whirlpool and face an uncertain fate of life or death, a thought that was painful as he had witnessed such an event before.

If it weren’t for a guard at his side who had grabbed and pulled him back that time, he would have been taken.

Yet the guard who saved him was sucked away in his stead. It was a life for a life. To this day, he still remembered the words the guard spoke before being taken.

The guard had told him to hide quickly.

At that time, he silently swore that if he could survive to leave this accursed place, he would take good care of every person who followed him.

...

Outside, the massive whirlpool had started to move, its speed increasing rapidly. In a blink, a powerful suction emerged, eager to pull everything into the center of the whirlpool.