The gloomy sky churned with dark clouds. On a battered ship, Master Gou, Adams, and the others quickly surveyed their surroundings.
On the deep, dim sea, fierce winds swept up enormous waves that slammed violently against their battered ship, making it rock wildly and groan as though it could bear no more.
Through the distant mist, there seemed to be a small island, upon which stood a mottled, ancient city.
The air was filled with a mixture of several maddening auras.
"Oh, hell..."
"I have a bad feeling about this..." Xu Ning murmured.
For the first time, they were seeing a scene without a black boundary. As far as the eye could see, there was only an ocean and an island. Unlike before, they could not even see the blackness outside the hospital window.
"You've got to be kidding me! How did the difficulty increase this much?" a pink-haired man shouted in terror.
Master Gou looked over and discovered that, besides their group, there was another group aboard the battered ship—five men and one woman. Some carried guns, while others held knives.
"Did the difficulty really increase that much?" Adams asked.
"Of course! The larger the scene, the greater the difficulty! The first mission was only a thousand square meters, and the second was just a few tens of thousands of square meters. But this time, it's at least several hundred square kilometers! We can't even see the edge!" the pink-haired man said with an ugly expression.
"What was your previous mission?" Adams asked.
The pink-haired man beside him turned his head in surprise. "Huh? You aren't newcomers?"
Xu Ning cut in, "They've already been through one mission. I've been through two."
The pink-haired man nodded. "So there are other teams... My name is Pinkman, and this is my fourth