A high-ranking Professional was traveling at his side.
To Xia Nan, the level of danger on the outskirts of Thin Mist Forest was honestly not much different from River Valley Town.
It was the same routine of "eat, train, sleep." Compared to before, the food was only a little rougher, changing from stewed meat and mushroom soup to jerky and black bread, while the training ground had shifted from the woods outside town to the Goblin Nest.
He even felt that, in terms of sleep quality, it was better now.
After all, out here in the uninhabited wilderness, there were naturally no drunkards shouting at the top of their lungs, nor the strange "creak-groan" of stairs shaking underfoot.
As for the dangerous Monsters that should have been the greatest concern, those accustomed to hunting at night were intimidated by the completely unrestrained Transcendent aura of Fugan the Barbarian and did not dare come close.
Xia Nan did not let his guard down too much because of that.
At the end of the day, he was only a rookie who had set foot on the path of an Adventurer two or three months ago.
During missions, there were certain habits that might not be of much use now, but would greatly concern his own safety in the future. He had to develop them as early as possible.
For example: keeping watch and setting traps.
As for the latter, even though the cold, chilling air permeating the forest made even the stupidest gray rats instinctively keep their distance for the sake of survival, he still carefully and cautiously set up many warning traps around the camp, doing it properly enough.
From the time they left River Valley Town until now, not a single one had been triggered.
But it gave him peace