"Drive! Drive! Faster!"
On the Frozen Earth Plains, several unsettled scavengers sat in the bed of the truck and couldn't help shouting toward the cab.
As they spoke, the few of them craned their heads to look behind them, as if afraid some monster might be chasing them.
Amid their repeated urging, the pickup, running at full power like a wild buffalo, belched a cloud of black smoke before fleeing madly toward the Safe Zone.
After a while.
As the old pickup jolted and was forced to slow down as if overloaded, the people in the truck finally swallowed hard and exchanged glances.
"That person didn't chase us!?"
Still shaken.
After watching the mine's marker disappear at the edge of their vision, with nothing left but a desolate road, they finally let out long sighs of relief.
For some reason, though, after believing they had escaped death, one awakened person in a miner's work uniform suddenly laughed bitterly.
"Forget it. It's not that he didn't chase us."
"It's that mysterious person never considered us worth noticing. If he had really wanted to attack, we'd have been dead already."
As soon as he said that, the few people who had thought they had escaped quickly enough all froze. After thinking it over, they fell silent one after another.
That was right.
With that mysterious person's abnormal speed, he could probably have caught up with them in a few breaths.
Clearly, the other party had merely released them like ants. If Eagle Eye hadn't used his skill so recklessly, they probably wouldn't have attracted the other party's attention.
Inside the truck, a middle-aged awakened person held up a young man's head, his eyes full of worry.
"That person probably isn't going to bother with us anymore."
"How terrifying."
"Eagle Eye only looked