Chapter 69

Andrew was shocked by this discovery. It seemed like he had come to the right place. With the mine entrance as his focal point, he swept his gaze across the surroundings within half a mile, gradually forming a conjecture in his mind. As he returned to the top of the mine, Andrew crouched down, grabbed a handful of dirt, brought it to his nose, and took a whiff. "Do you have a shovel?" Although Summer had no idea what Andrew was up to, she still gestured for someone to bring a shovel. She handed it to Andrew and stood aside, watching him intently. Afterward, Andrew started digging at his feet. Before long, a pit measuring about one and a half feet appeared in the ground. Summer, who was standing to the side, suddenly furrowed her brow as she caught a whiff of a revolting odor reminiscent of a mixture of decaying trash and feces. Despite this, driven by curiosity, she still covered her nose and approached, only to find that the soil in the pit had turned somewhat dark. "What on e