When the crew encountered the insect attack, Jiang Qiao had already left the group.
He had entered the depths of Holy Spirit Island.
Though it was called the depths,
it actually was not very far from those three buildings.
Only about a kilometer away.
After all, the entire island was not very large.
There was a strange area here. No trees, no grass, and no tidal flats—only a low-lying region covered in jagged rocks, barren of even a blade of grass. It was roughly the size of two or three soccer fields.
Of course.
Jiang Qiao had not come here to look at rocks and scenery.
There was nothing worth seeing here.
The main point was—
there was actually a woman in this rocky wasteland waving at him?!
That was right.
Just as Jiang Qiao was wondering whether to enter the three buildings and explore, he had accidentally spotted a woman in this low-lying area a kilometer behind the buildings, waving her little hand vigorously.
It looked as though she were greeting him.
Damn it!
What the hell?!
How had a strange woman appeared on this desolate, godforsaken island?
Amazing!
He temporarily gave up on the three buildings.
He could see most of what was happening inside them, and he could roughly guess the rest. It might not be completely accurate, but he could get it right eight or nine times out of ten. This woman was different, though. She seemed to possess Self-awareness?
"Did she crawl out of a grave?"
Jiang Qiao swept his gaze over the area.
His Dual Pupils pierced through the strange rocks and discovered quite a few graves buried beneath them.
His avatar was at the peak of the Eighth Tier.
The effect of his Dual Pupils was roughly at the same level.
When he