chapter 320 Time is like a knife that cuts down the genius

The cave was dark, silent, and filled with an eerie chill.
Farrell Almond went deeper slowly, keeping his heart tense, not daring to be careless at all.
It was too quiet here, as if it was a different world from the outside world. Farrell Almond could even hear his own heartbeat.
After walking cautiously for more than half an hour, hundreds of forks in the road suddenly appeared in front of us, crisscrossing like a maze.
"Uncle Jono, which way should we go?"
Farrell...