Swift as the Wind

Under the Gray Fog that shrouds the world, everything is cold and deathly silent; for millions of years, only death and madness have been the eternal themes here.

Those things that suddenly appeared did not bring any change to this place.

Night has already fallen, and after tomorrow, there will only be more death and decay upon this land.

But as this moment arrived, an accident seemed to occur.

In a world that has been deathly silent for who knows how long, and will continue to be so for who knows how much longer, some specks of light appeared out of nowhere.

From scattered to sparse, and then as numerous as a starry sky, all of this seemed to happen in less than a quarter of an hour.

Some lights were swallowed by the darkness shortly after appearing, but immediately after, more and more radiance rose from the darkness.

They were not dazzling, but they were indeed burning.

Colin carried the Hurricane Lamp containing a bright red glow, closed the Parchment, and looked at the two servants: "It is time for you two to improve as well."

Servant improvement is divided into two types: one is personal level advancement, and the other is synthesizing special characters using materials.

The former usually only requires consuming Mist Points; it is very easy, requiring just a single tap.

Correspondingly, this type of improvement does not grant the servants any special skills, only a certain amount of attribute bonuses.

The latter, however, requires blueprints as well as corresponding items and materials, which can synthesize special characters like archers, warriors, cavalry, or even mages.

But relatively speaking, it is much more troublesome; however, Colin has a huge advantage in this regard.

As long as he knows what special characters others have synthesized, he can create one himself if he wants to.

At this moment, what Colin wanted to do was the former: simply improve the servants' personal levels.

Improving each person once costs about 5 Mist Points.

"Tha—"

The two servants had just opened their mouths to express their gratitude when they were stopped by Colin, who pointed outside the door, signaling them to be quiet.

Then, Colin opened their personal panels and consumed five Mist Points for each, directly upgrading the two of them.

The next second, Colin saw the two thin servants, who were only a little over 1.5 meters tall, undergo a change.

This change was visible to the naked eye; the muscles in their waists, abdomens, and limbs visibly bulged, as if they had undergone a period of standard training.

At the same time, they grew taller, clearly reaching 1.6 meters.

[Servant No. 2]

Identity: Servant belonging exclusively to Colin.

Status: "Invigorated", "Slight Mental Damage", "Excited".

Satiety: 37

Level: Level 1 (Cap: 5)

Strength: 1.5

Endurance: 1.4

Stamina: 1.3

Sanity: 0.9

Not bad. Colin nodded inwardly; all attributes increased by 0.2, and now their base attributes alone have all reached above 1.2.

Added with buffs like "Invigorated," several of their important current attributes have reached or approached 1.5.

Especially Servant One, whose strength, endurance, and stamina have directly broken through 2.0, which is twice that of an ordinary person.

However, he won't have these attributes when it comes time to run later.

After all, the wheels have to be taken off.

"Not bad, get used to it; our time to act is coming soon."

Colin suppressed the heartache of spending points and gave the two of them affirmation.

According to the prompts, this improvement can actually be achieved through normal exercise.

It's just that it would take about a week or two, and what Colin lacks most right now is time; he has no other choice.

"Yes, my Lord." The two subordinates finished speaking and began to stretch their bodies, feeling their newly acquired strength.

Colin withdrew his gaze from them and stared at the Hurricane Lamp in his hand, feeling the light it emitted, his heart falling into a kind of calm as he waited for things to happen as he had envisioned.

Each area has one thousand survivors.

Colin does not know how large an area is, but it shouldn't be infinitely large, otherwise he wouldn't have encountered another survivor so quickly.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... ten minutes passed.

There was no movement outside the door.

Twenty minutes.

There was no movement outside the door.

Thirty minutes.

There was still no movement outside the door.

"Is this method still too much of a gamble?"

Colin felt a sense of agitation; even his breathing inexplicably became difficult, and he fell into an indescribable state of unease.

There were less than twenty-seven minutes left until nightfall.

This time had already reached the red line; every second beyond this would exponentially increase the difficulty of returning home.

"Wait one more minute, just one more minute."

Cold sweat had unknowingly covered Colin's forehead, and his body trembled imperceptibly. The countdown in his brain felt like a countdown to death, plunging him into a contradictory state of being both calm and anxious.

The most critical point was that thirty minutes had passed, and it was still quiet outside the door.

Just then, Colin felt someone tap his shoulder. His body tensed up, then immediately relaxed.

"My Lord! That monster just left!" Servant One said excitedly.

"Good!"

Colin let out a low shout, feeling a surge of strength return to his limbs, his cheeks flushing with heat.

After a brief pause, he asked with some excitement: "In which direction did it leave?"

"The opposite direction from us," Servant No. 2 replied.

They knew what Colin wanted to ask, though they did not understand why their Lord knew the monster would leave.

"Should we move now?"

"No,"

Colin roughly calculated the monster's movement speed. "We will start moving in three minutes. You can go and lower the door latch now."

The two subordinates had no objections.

Not long after, the three minutes were up. Almost at the very first second of the third minute, the door of the Church was pulled open just enough for a person to pass through.

Three figures ran out one after another.

At this moment, the sky was gradually darkening, and Colin clearly felt the visible distance outside the light shrinking.

He also felt a genuine sense that something bad was about to happen in this world.

Without overthinking, Colin looked toward the path he had come from, his eyes narrowing as the path etched into his mind emerged.

This path corresponded to the first hint, and a slightly rough "map" appeared in Colin's mind.

After pausing for less than three seconds, Colin gripped his axe in his right hand and his lantern in his left, charging toward the direction of the Withered Forest.

The two servants followed closely behind.

It only took about ten minutes to get from the Church to the forest.

Under the conditions of a full-speed sprint, this time would be cut by nearly half.

As long as he left the forest, and assuming the journey remained smooth, Colin felt he could return to the Wooden Cabin in about ten minutes.

After all, when he came out to explore in the morning, he had been walking, not running.

However, just as Colin exited the forest, he suddenly felt a slight tremor in the ground.

The next second, all three of them, including Colin, felt a chilling gaze cast upon them from behind and to the side!

That monster was chasing them!

"Damn it, it's only been two minutes of running, how is it so fast?!"

Colin cursed inwardly. The most critical issue was that he didn't know if the monster would pursue them out of the forest.

"Keep up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two servants felt the aura of their Lord change abruptly; he became like a cold and cruel predator.

The next second, the two saw Colin running as if he were flying!

Hunting Moment!

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