The rain was coming down harder and harder.
Thunder rumbled overhead.
On his way home, Ji Jue found that the water had risen to his knees in some places.
It was not as though he could not stay at Lu Ma's house. Lu Feng could sleep on the couch, after all. The main issue was that Lu Feng snored so loudly that even thunder could not drown it out through the walls. Ji Jue had no idea how everyone else put up with it.
Besides, whenever the weather was like this, he always worried. The Old House had been around for many years; leaks and electrical faults were the norm. If he left it unattended, it might collapse after soaking for two days.
Now that he had earned some money, he could find someone to repair it later.
After returning home, Ji Jue inspected the second floor and the basement. Only after confirming that there was no seepage or leaking did he finally sigh in relief.
Following his plan, he spent two hours grinding away at the pocket watch, then practiced the Disintegration Art on the scrap he had brought back for a while. Ji Jue yawned and prepared to go to bed.
Then, he suddenly felt a vibration at his wrist. It was Cousin, who had not made any movement in a long time!
A window abruptly popped up, flashing before Ji Jue's eyes.
--[Spatial Stability Value Anomaly Warning. Drifting Time Ruins detected. Distance: 979 kilometers. Connect?]
Time Ruins?
And drifting ones at that?
Ji Jue's head immediately began to throb. Why had this thing suddenly appeared?
These were not peaceful times, and life in the wilderness was difficult. Earthquakes, flash floods, and storms struck without warning. If it was not that, then there were herds of harmful beasts.