"Rashly entering would be foolish, I might just get stuck in there. It would be like crying for help but receiving no answer from either heaven or earth. I can't be that foolish."
York thought for a moment, then decided to turn back.
The best way now, of course, was to call the police.
He retraced his steps through the narrow passage to where he had come down.
Finally, York could breathe again. The smell of blood in the chamber was so strong that he had held his breath the whole time.
He hadn't breathed at all.
Yet he didn't feel any discomfort or suffocation.
"This must be thanks to the changes brought about by my vitality. I'm becoming less and less human."
Thinking that he didn't feel any suffocation or discomfort even when he was holding his breath, swinging his sword, and moving around, York shook his head, grabbed the rope, and climbed up without any tools.
Then he sprinted towards his car, quickly moving through the jungle.
To an outsider, this looked like a car that wasn't affected by any terrain or environment, constantly speeding.
In this unslowed pace, York could only feel the slowing environment and the whistling wind by his ears.
Plus, with the real-time 3D map's fifty-meter radius of complete absorption and perception, he felt like he could control the space around him.
"This is my strength."
York finally had some sense of realization, feeling heroic and invigorated.
But in an instant, when he saw his car, he reigned in all his emotions.
"You can't get so arrogant. Wait until the numbers break two thousand before getting inflated."
Muttering to himself, York sprinted for so long without a change in breathing. He just walked slowly towards the car and sat in the driver's seat.
Fortunately, he had been using telekinesis the whole time, so he didn't get any dirt on him.
The only dirty thing was the woman lying under the back seat. He couldn't bear to leave her on the back seat.
After glancing at the rearview mirror, York began to understand why this woman was able to escape.
The biggest advantage of the goblin-like creatures in the cave was not their bodies and strength. Without all these advantages, they were no different from ordinary humans.
Their advantage lay in the darkness of the environment and their hearing.
If one could use this, not making any noise, there was a chance of escape.
Plus, the creatures were always in the dark, with degenerated hair and vision, probably afraid of sunlight.
So as long as one could escape, they were naturally out of danger and didn't need to fear being pursued.
"But still..."
York glanced at the woman's hand injuries and the blood all over her.
"She's been through a fight."
"Impressive."
Sighing, York started the car, preparing to go back the way he came and call the police on the forest road.
The roaring engine didn't stop until he was on a forest road.
The only sound was the call to the police.
"Hello, this is the Las Vegas Police Department. How can I help you...?"
"I've come across a woman covered in blood. She seems to have had an accident. She says she's part of an expedition team that was exploring when they encountered disaster. She says there are still injured and trapped people in the cave..."
York omitted the unbelievable part about the monsters, leading the police to focus on the cave, prompting them to go down for the rescue.
"There are still survivors inside, please come quickly."
"Alright, sir, what's your location?"
York glanced at the now-signal navigation and reported the address.
"Okay, sir, please wait there, we're sending someone over."
"Alright."
After hanging up, York turned and apologized to the woman in the back seat.
Why? Because he was going to leave her behind.
Of course, he had to wait for the police to arrive before doing so.
Waiting a bit was nothing.
York instinctively glanced at the dashboard, checking the time.
[17:34]
Unknowingly, it was already afternoon.
"A day gone just like that."
Shaking his head, York took out paper and pen from the storage box.
The woman in the back seat didn't know how long she would be unconscious, so he wrote down the direction and location of the cave, so the police could skip waiting for the woman to wake up and questioning her, and go straight for the rescue.
After writing it down, York put away the pen and let his mental energy surge, forming telekinesis to tuck the paper into the woman's collar, making sure a large part was visible so the police wouldn't miss it.
"Now it's just waiting. I'll add some points."
With this free time, York casually added the two attribute points he had just received to his spirit.
The three abilities brought by the spirit were really useful, shifting his focus towards it.
Initially, when he discovered magic was effective against demons, he added points to magic first, then to spirit to defend against corruption. So, magic had the highest value, followed by spirit.
Later, he found the endurance brought by vitality allowed him to work harder, enchanting bullets daily, and considering survival, he started adding points to vitality, gradually surpassing spirit in value.
Now, the extremely useful spirit took precedence, so his allocation always depended on what he used the most.
"I hope the range of the real-time 3D map can be expanded. Fifty meters is too small, a thousand meters would be more like it."
Listening to the successful point addition notification, York thought greedily.
[Spirit 152 increased to 154]
After adding points, York called Hannah, a hacker and part-time informant.
Having not heard back for so long, he was somewhat worried.
In this parallel world, he didn't interact with many people, but Hannah was one of them.
Sadly, the phone still responded with: Unable to connect.
"What's she up to?"
York frowned subconsciously, decided to keep waiting for Hannah's call, trusting in her self-preservation skills.
Putting down his phone, York closed his eyes to rest, feeling the slight difference after the two-point addition.
He waited until the 50-meter range showed two police cars' 3D models before abruptly opening his eyes.
"They're finally here."
An invisible force emerged.
The car door automatically clicked open, and the unconscious woman was gently lifted by a soft force and floated towards the door, gently landing on the roadside. Then, the car door automatically closed.
Vroom!
York glanced at the woman lying on the road through the rearview mirror, confirmed the paper was still in her collar, then stepped on the gas and drove away.
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