These little gadgets hadn't actually helped much. The moment they scattered, the spatial barrier had split them all off to either side. A player who had tried to use them as cover to move behind Xu Huo appeared a second later, slamming to a stop three meters away.
Their eyes met, and neither moved.
After a moment, Xu Huo asked, "Need something else?"
The other player took two steps back, slipped smoothly out of the carriage, then helpfully closed the door.
No one bothered him for the rest of the night. The next morning, after the lights came on, Xu Huo finally reached his destination:
C11 Wormhole Point District 011, Myriad Faith Station.
Xu Huo got off in a desolate stretch of countryside. There was little shade from trees nearby, and it was clear that vines and grasses grew abundantly here. But the ground was riddled with pits and craters, and some areas looked as though they'd been churned over and over. Judging by how dry the soil was, there must have been several large-scale battles here recently.
After taking a couple of steps, he felt something hard underfoot. Hm, there were shell casings underground too. Not from particularly advanced weapons.
The wilderness seemed empty, but a sweep of his gaze revealed several numbers flickering on both the eastern and western sides. That was the effect of his Ability: it rated how much attention other people were paying to him. Judging by how frequently the numbers flickered and their colors, these people weren't paying him much mind.
But before he could pick up the pace, a sharp birdcall rang out overhead. A gigantic Mutant Animal hawk swooped down at an angle, heading straight for a concealed spot on the western side. It then plucked a Mutant Animal wild boar from