Don't Go Out

Having thought this through, Wu Heng began guarding the mountaintop of the mineral vein. While defending against strange attacks, he continuously refined his plans.

Who said Infinite Space only had one Lighthouse?

Couldn't he become a tower himself? Why did he have to handle everything personally?

Three days later, in the morning.

The Land of Absurdity remained without distinction between day and night, filled with deathly still fog. As far as the eye could see, there was only unfathomable chill and desolation!

Yet amid this eerie atmosphere, a mountain range packed with a sea of people had appeared.

But upon closer inspection, an ordinary person would likely be scared to death, because among this gathered sea of people, not a single one was alive.

They came in all shapes and forms, but none of them were human.

Then, as one of them stopped swinging its pickaxe, it was as if someone had pressed a pause button—everyone stopped what they were doing.

A powerful blood-red figure flew to the summit of the mountain range and arrived before a seated figure.

Sitting there, he seemed to have reached the convergence point of heaven and earth.

"My lord, all the branch veins throughout the mountain range have been fully mined. Only a very small amount of scattered ore remains. To retrieve it, we would need to overturn the entire mountain range. Shall we continue excavating?" Sildan reported to Wu Heng.

"Mm, no need." Wu Heng nodded.

He did not intend to level the entire mineral vein to the ground.

"Make preparations. It's time for us to return."

"Yes, my lord!"

Following Sildan's arrangements, everything was packed up. Once the mineral vein had been gathered into Wu Heng's possession, with a thought from him, the sea of people across the mineral vein instantly fell