"Rumble—rumble—"
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Fang Li woke to the sound of wheels rolling.
Slowly opening his eyes, Fang Li stared blankly at the wall before him and muttered,
"They didn't find me?"
That should count as a blessing in disguise, right?
"How much time has passed?"
As if accommodating Fang Li, just as that question arose in his mind, the space's long-unheard system notification suddenly sounded.
Number 11273 has less than one hour of remaining time. Please make appropriate arrangements for your actions.
Only upon hearing the notification did Fang Li realize how much time had actually passed.
"An entire day and night already?"
He had rested for a little too long.
If he had not woken up at this point, he might very well have returned to the Main God Space in his sleep.
Less than an hour remained.
"Then I'll settle everything that's left in one go."
Thinking that, Fang Li moved his body slightly.
A faint stinging pain began to spread throughout Fang Li's body.
It came from the wound in Fang Li's chest.
With only a day and a night having passed, Fang Li's injuries naturally could not have healed so quickly.
However, because his endurance had increased, Fang Li's resilience had become much stronger. His injuries would no longer affect his movements.
Thus, Fang Li rose from the ground.
In his hand, the dagger already stained with plenty of blood still bore traces of it.
Fang Li flicked the blood from the dagger, and the Ice-Blue Demon Eyes quietly emerged.
"Let's begin..."
After what happened with Fang Li, although the Hunting Group's warriors had failed to find his trail, they had become more vigilant because of it.
Unlike the Iron Fortress, the Hunting Group's Hayajiro held no