On the wristband's simulated dial, the hour and minute hands advanced notch by notch at utterly different rhythms. The irritable second hand chased them from behind, yet in fact, it changed nothing—everything proceeded step by step according to a process determined by others.
He couldn't think too much about this sort of thing. The more he thought about it, the more stifled his chest felt. Well, more likely, it was because the surrounding air quality had deteriorated sharply.
After two or three hours, Yuan Wuwei's excitement at finally arriving here and having his wish fulfilled had completely faded away. What he considered now was how to survive in this dangerous place with relative comfort.
"You people in the camp should count yourselves lucky. I'm being careful even when I breathe."
As he spoke, Yuan Wuwei was curled up inside the off-road vehicle. Its air purification system was running, but he still felt it wasn't enough. He laboriously climbed over the back seat, opened the partition, and rummaged through the trunk. As for getting out of the car to look...
Are you kidding? I don't want to die yet!
"I'll feel much safer once I find a gas mask."
As the Deep Blue Walker cluster moved south, the Great Golden Triangle had entered an extremely terrible state. Whether for the Patron Family that had occupied this place for years or an outsider like him who didn't fit in.
"The density of toxic pollen and spores here has been soaring all the way past the limit! Extraordinary Species don't care in the slightest, but the problem is, they don't care about me either... Just like your Miss Raven—she flew off directly, too lazy even to wave goodbye.
"Fine, fine, fine, I admit I'm talking nonsense. But I still have to remind you,