"Let's keep heading up for now. It's too dangerous down here."
Bai Zhou and Li Luo clearly didn't understand the connection between Martin and the robed figures' ritual either.
They checked their robes and slowly started upward.
"If anyone asks us something and we can't answer, we attack immediately," Bai Zhou instructed.
Li Luo nodded.
The language barrier with the robed figures was indeed a major problem.
The upward tunnels grew steeper. However, man-made, zigzagging wooden staircases had been installed in them, with woven vines securing the stairs in the cracks of the rock.
They looked extremely primitive and crude.
"Did the people from the monitoring station make these?" Li Luo asked curiously.
Bai Zhou stepped forward to observe them. After a moment, he shook his head and replied, "No, this craftsmanship is too primitive. It was probably made by those twisted people. They're obsessed with this kind of retro creation."
