The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife

Chapter 1057

The two of them observed for a while. There were many fir trees and unknown trees around.

“We have no choice but to search every single tree.”

“Let’s split up and search. You go that way, and I’ll go this way. We’ll meet here at noon regardless of whether or not we find it.”

“Okay, Mr. Everett.”

One of them headed east while the other headed west as they began to search separately.

However, the forest was too big and was filled with countless trees. It would not be easy to find it with just two people.

Bruce followed the map and used a pen to circle out areas of focus to narrow down the search area. An hour later.

Bruce had already finished searching and had to move on to the next area to continue searching.

His entire body was drenched in sweat, and his messy hair was stuck to his forehead. His outdoor camouflage uniform was now extremely muddy, and his face was scratched by vines and dried branches. “This should be the place that Eprarian was talking about.”

“Where the hell is it?”

Bruce looked around again. There were many small puddles on the ground, arranged in a way that made them look like human footprints that had been filled with rainwater. It seemed the heavy rain two days. ago had washed away many traces.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

He took a few more steps forward.

Bruce could see a patch of weeds in front of him. Suddenly, he saw a man’s black leather shoe.

“Gosh!” Bruce gasped and frowned before quickly going forward to check it out.

Another cracking sound could be heard.

He seemed to have stepped on a hard tree branch and tripped.

When Bruce looked down, he saw that he had stepped on a human skeleton instead.

His waterproof leather boots had stepped through the sternum cavity of the corpse. When he raised his foot, he carried half the skeleton with him.

“Holy shit.”

Although Bruce was brave, he was still shocked. He hurriedly took a few steps back, but his boot was stuck in the human skeleton. It was almost as if the bones were hugging his boot, making it hard to shake it off.

“Please excuse me.”

kicked his feet a couple more times before finally shaking off the

half of the human skeleton was left behind. It had been gnawed on by animals and was unrecognizable. Yet, it emitted a strong stench. From the looks of it, it must have been

wildly. He could not bear to look at it again.

not know whose husband, son, or father it was. With his corpse left in the wilderness,

think of himself. Perhaps one day, he might end up like this

then looked at the scattered

an accomplice

fight must have happened here. This proves that the Eprarian’s

surrounding trees. Another 20 minutes passed. As Bruce passed by another area, he stumbled across

went forward

similar to the one just now. It had also been gnawed until it was unrecognizable. Only the style and material of the clothes and pants on the corpse’s body could be vaguely recognized.

up a piece of the tattered

the necklace on the corpse’s neck was still recognizable. He was also an agent in the organization. His code name was Lizard, and he had been missing for

out that he had passed away in these

the corpse’s neck and took off his coat to cover the corpse with

Noon.

only go meet up with Darcy, hoping that Darcy found something. As soon as they met, Darcy asked, “Mr. Everett, did

heart turned cold upon hearing that. It seemed that Darcy did not find

said dejectedly, “I

“Neither did I.”

that area but didn’t see it.” Darcy frowned and asked, “Could the Meltarians have taken

possibility. Since the Meltarians could chase us here, they

it away, all our previous efforts would be in vain.”

what should

search for one more day. If we

“Yes, okay.”

Everett, are you hungry? Have some rations,” Darcy said as he took out bread and canned food from his backpack and

as he opened the can of meat, the image of the two corpses

You

“…Oh, okay.”

short rest, the two of them continued on

“Keep looking.”

said we can reach District 17 using this underground dark river. I wonder if it’s true.” When Bruce heard that, he subconsciously observed the dark river. District 17 had a

basement. No normal person would enter District 17 through the 9-mile-long stretch