Chapter 38: He Yu’s Theory We carried the injured men into the tent—many with broken arms and legs. He Yu’s left leg was in bad shape, a large chunk of flesh bitten off by those insects. Tian Yuqing and Tan Qiu didn’t look so good either; we must’ve lost quite a few people down there. Those few days had left me utterly drained. I tore the rune-covered white paper from the wall, stuffed it into my backpack, and collapsed into rest. I slept for two full days straight, and when I finally woke up,…