《Shut Up: You Nymphomaniac Evil Sword》begin the digging
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Like every other day he was searching for more clues today too, Usually he didn't search inside the pool.
The cave itself was really big and searching each and every nook and corner took too much time.
He was only getting used to this new sense of his.
But today he was in for a surprise as he accidentally sent his spiritual sense into the pool, he found a bright energy source in the small pool.
It almost numbed his spiritual sense and his head started aching after looking at it.
He withdrew his spiritual sense immediately, but when looking at the spot with the naked eyes he found there was nothing unusual.
After some experiments he came to the conclusion that whatever was inside was not alive or harmful, otherwise there would have already been an accident like the previous one.
So he approached the center of the pool cautiously, the pool only had the liquid essence up till his knee.
After searching, he found a golden sphere and holding the sphere he could feel his body become vibrant and filled with energy.
Unlike the pool which decreased after drinking from it, the sphere felt like an unlimited energy source, he also had this vague feeling that this pool was formed due to this sphere.
But he didn't know how long it would take this sphere to form this liquid essence.
After experimenting with it for some time he came to the conclusion that the amount of time taken to form even a single drop of essence was very long, since it would take longer to conduct experiments he started focusing on other things like getting out.
Within these 15 days he had come up with a schedule, he would dig in a 45 degree angle until he became tired and rest for a while, drink a gulp of liquid, which would make him feel as if he had a sumptuous dinner.
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Since he didn't know how deep he had fallen, and how long it has been since he had fallen into the hole, he was worried his family might have been really worried about him.
" I don't know how long it has been exactly, but by my calculation it has been more than ten days, and I have dug about 800 meters long tunnel.... If it was not for this special power to move earth according to my will that I have gained, I don't think I could have dug this much..
But still I am unable to reach the surface, I don't know what to think anymore, according to my calculation I should have reached the surface long ago...
This doesn't make any sense, if I fell down a hole this long after getting seriously injured by the lightning, I should have died more than once.
And there was nothing that suggested that I had fallen through a hole.
From where I have woken up there is no evidence of any naturally formed tunnel that closed up...
The answer lies outside I need to get out of here as soon as possible, the only positive thing is my control over earth is increasing day by day, which is a great help in digging..."
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20 more days passed by, Sam kept on digging without an end, he has been digging for more than a month, his features have become that of a beggar, he had several thoughts, like
" Maybe I have been digging in the wrong direction"
But he was calm and erased those thoughts, that very instant.
He knew if he dug horizontally he might never reach an end if he was under the earth.
Digging vertically was also out of the question since not only was it almost impossible, if it was a mountain it would be a waste of energy and time.
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So he was confident about the angle in which he was digging.
The thing that made him uncomfortable was that he didn't know how much time had passed and doing the same thing day and night has resulted in mental fatigue than a physical one.
But all that digging has not been a waste, because he learned many new things.
He was able to better control his ability, he was able to compress the earth and harden it into rocks.
The rocks were real solid and he used it to support the tunnel that he had dug up so far.
He was able to mold the earth into different forms, he even started forming sculptors and weapons out of the earth.
He could create stone spears which could be controlled telepathically, but the control only reached up-till the area his spiritual sense could reach.
He also became proficient in the earth spike technique, but this was his own version, so it was a little crude, the pointed edges were not as sharp and the speed of creation of the earth spike was also not so fast.
A well trained man could avoid it, but he was improving continuously with the help of his enhanced brain and senses, he was improving day by day.
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