Moving to Death
Editor: Henyee Translations
It wasn't just Professor Vernal and Schultz who were left behind.
The other group marching along another spacious passage also encountered the "earthquake" that changed the entire ruins.
Wang Peng climbed up from the ground. He gritted his teeth and removed the stone pressing on his leg. If this was on Earth, his legs would be broken, but fortunately, the gravity of Mars was only 0.37 times that of Earth.
He took out the torch hanging under the muzzle and threw the broken rifle aside. He walked to the side and pulled Fan Tong from under the gravel.
"I told you… cough cough… that thing is useless."
"Whether it's useful or not, it's broken."
After checking the operation of various equipment on the spacesuit, Fan Tong leaned against the rock wall next to him with a sigh of relief.
"Where's the rest?"
"I don't know…"