Zhang Yang estimated that this place was at a very high altitude, probably over three thousand meters. So although it was the season when all things flourished, it was still chilly as evening approached.
His injuries were basically under control. The only problem was his weakness, which made it impossible for him to explore this world. He did not even dare stray far from this temporary camp.
Moreover, the coming night would be a huge challenge for him. Aside from the possibility of wild beasts, that big man might also sneak over under cover of darkness.
Night would bring the advantages and disadvantages of both sides as close together as possible.
"So, what kind of world is this, exactly? Never mind that my power was stripped away, but why was even my Soul Force Field erased?"
Zhang Yang was extremely frustrated. If he still had his Soul Force Field, would he need to play some stupid game of wearing down an eagle?
"My lord, the world we're in definitely isn't an ordinary one. Perhaps the power of the mortals here isn't very high, but there are absolutely forces here stronger than the supernatural. So please, be extremely careful."
The Salted Fish Mountain God had now incarnated as a salted fish, yet he still sounded so sanctimonious. What do you mean, I need to be careful? If this is my trial mission, how could it possibly have gone this badly?
Zhang Yang was full of complaints as he continued digging pits around the tent. He was making traps and planting sharpened wooden stakes in them. He had spent almost the entire day doing this.
Half an hour later, as the last sliver of daylight faded, Zhang Yang finished setting up all the wooden-stake traps.
As for the big man, he had