Mr. Zhao was about to cry as he pointed to the ground and said:
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Zhou Xiaozhou, put it down quickly, hurry up!"
Zhou Ning also wanted to, but he didn't dare move now because the crack was still widening. Not to mention anything else, just letting go like this would absolutely shatter it to pieces.
"My hand is numb, help me out here."
Xia Momo, not knowing when, had rushed over, pressing down on Zhou Ning's hand against the ground, then gently nudged the cocoon. Such a gentle movement also produced more fine cracks on the cocoon.
From where the crack had formed below, it was now wider than two fingers, revealing a gap inside; beyond that, it was pitch black and unknown.
Zhou Ning helped Xia Momo up, her hand trembled severely, and Zhou Ning patted her arm.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, give me the bright flashlight, I won't move, just want to take a look inside."
