After sunset.
Shi Yan found Lu Xingzhou and the others and obtained intelligence from them.
Nearly half of the monsters on the surface had been killed, while some had escaped. The most numerous now were the underground monsters.
They were mainly the Silver Claw Rat Pack. Their sheer numbers were enough to form a small-scale Beast Tide.
After analyzing the situation for quite a while, Shi Yan told them his idea.
They would divide up the underground rat pack, then eliminate them piece by piece.
This coincided with Lu Xingzhou's group's plan, but there was one difference: Shi Yan would not be going with the main group. He would enter underground alone.
"No, what kind of madness are you on again?"
Lu Xingzhou was the first to object upon hearing this.
The underground rat pack had already formed a tightly woven network. Tug one thread, and the whole body moved. If Shi Yan went down alone, he would be besieged by the rat pack.
"Madness? How can you kill monsters without going mad?"
The usual calmness in Shi Yan's eyes had faded, replaced by a trace of madness.
He was alone, with no background and no one to rely on. Now the Guidance Cult had set its sights on him. Only he understood that sense of urgency.
Without going mad, where would he get Martial Virtue Points?
"Shi Yan, what's wrong with you?"
Qi Ziyue sensed that something was off with Shi Yan and couldn't help grabbing his hand as she asked.
He had been perfectly fine back in the tent. Why did he seem like a different person the moment he came out?
Feeling the slight chill on his arm, Shi Yan frowned faintly, and the madness in his heart subsided a little.
Giving Qi Ziyue a reassuring look,