Luo Yirui glanced at the containers below that looked like coffins, then looked at Little Fatty and said, "I'm going down. What are you planning to do?"
Little Fatty immediately stretched his chubby foot down, "Of course, I'm going with you."
Luo Yirui nodded; he also felt it was better for the two of them to go together for a higher chance of survival.
The ceiling here was quite high and taller than a typical room. Luo Yirui grasped the ventilation shaft with both hands, his body suspended in mid-air, but still, over a meter above the ground, jumping down could easily sprain his ankle.
Little Fatty was a bit fearful but saw Luo Yirui jump down without hesitation, quickly stretched his head, and saw him land safely with a handsome motion, feeling a bit envious.
"Brother Pang is handsome even when slim; Brother Pang is a diamond in the rough. But it's okay; with all the flesh, he won't hit the bone when landing." Little Fatty sat in the ventilation shaft, looking down and said.
