East of Nandu City's coastal shores lay the vast Pacific Ocean, its waters scattered with countless islands. The islands surrounding Nandu City alone were too numerous to count, varying greatly in size.
At that moment, in a remote area far from Nandu City's coast, an inconspicuous little island lay hidden amid a chain of surrounding islands. Like the other small islands, it was so tiny that it could be submerged by the tides at any time. Its beach was quiet and gentle, while vegetation that had run wild in the apocalypse spread through the damp center of the island, dying and being reborn with every rise and fall of the tide.
Whirr!
The sound of helicopter rotors approached from afar, finally landing steadily on the island's beach. The massive blades whipped up rolling waves of sand, forming spirals that spread outward from the center.
The cabin door opened, and Gao Shaohui impatiently jumped out first, his eyes shining as he looked around.
Chu Han was half a beat slower than Gao Shaohui. The instant his feet touched the beach with the Asura Battle Axe in hand, his body stiffened, and his consciousness called out to Wang Cai at the same time. "Wang Cai?"
"Mm." Wang Cai, tucked inside Chu Han's pocket, immediately replied, "I can feel it. There's a very strange magnetic field nearby. It isn't the Assessment Stone Wall, nor is it Earth's magnetic field."
Chu Han narrowed his eyes and gazed toward the dense bushes ahead. Sure enough, there was something strange about this place. From above, this island looked no different from the others, but the instant his feet stepped onto the beach, the restless life force within his body had already revealed its uniqueness.
Magnetic fields and energy were closely intertwined. The most direct indication was