In the autumn of September, Spring City and the surrounding areas welcomed the best season of the year.
The weather was pleasant, the Bleeding Season had passed, and the bustle downstream had basically nothing to do with them. There was even the newly released Dream World game to experience... so traveling far at a time like this seemed especially cruel.
Still, people had to make a living.
Compared with his lazy companions, Bao Hongliang was one of the more energetic ones.
It had been less than a year since he retired from the Wilderness Combat Troops. He still kept a tight pace and remained intensely curious about everything outside. Especially recently—he had just switched teams, and his new boss was a major player in Spring City, a confidant of President Qiu Wanshan of the Ability User Association's Spring City Branch... a B-rank powerhouse who was also quite satisfied with his "military elite" image.
After the Bleeding Season, the extra rewards for that special period had been distributed on schedule and in full. People like him, willing to risk their lives, had even received a raise.
With treatment like this, at a time like this, he ought to put on a good performance.
The autumn air was crisp, but the moment they entered the Volcanic Zone southwest of Spring City, the air felt exceptionally scorching. It had nothing to do with the terrain or climate. Rather, it was the suddenly denser crowds and the competitive looks crossing between them that created that feeling.
Yes, the Volcanic Zone southwest of Spring City was now a coveted prize in many people's eyes.
At the root of it all was that absurd, unrestrained livestream in Lake City last month.
It had only been around twenty days, yet since Bao Hongliang first learned of the