The blood moon hung high, and a sinister wind howled.
Dry bones carpeted the ground for miles, piled into mountains.
Looking at the deathly silent future world, Feng Qi could not help but sigh.
Everything here was as it had been. Perhaps history had undergone earth-shaking changes, but human civilization had ultimately failed to escape the fate of being shrouded by the Domain Field.
As he lamented, Little Cripple slowly rose from the ground, then performed a split for him on the spot.
Feng Qi: ...
"You've come here so many times. Why are you still disabled?" he asked Little Cripple helplessly.
After saying that, he stepped forward and sent Little Cripple's head flying several meters away with a kick.
After adjusting his mindset, he smiled and said,
"Narrator, I'm back after buying oranges to see you."
I was woken from my sleep by a wave of stench. Just as I expected, you fucking came again. Poor me has to start working again.
Feng Qi: ...
"Go back to sleep. I'll call you if I need anything."
After greeting the narrator, he headed east.
Every time he entered Future Dreamland, checking the Underground Shelter's Database remained his highest priority.
The Living Dead and Death Worms he encountered along the way no longer posed a threat to him, so his exploration went smoothly.
The terrain in this Future Dreamland had changed again. It took him more than half an hour of searching before he found the black metal stele above Star City Shelter.
Standing before the stele, he bit his finger and dripped foul-smelling black blood into the Blood Trough.
After waiting for a moment, an electronic synthesized voice sounded. The black stele shifted to the right, revealing a Metal Passage leading into the shelter.
Before entering the Metal Passage, he