In the mist east of the town, several thousand humans had split into dozens of teams to explore. From time to time, shouts of battle rang out as teams hunted down and surrounded Goblins.
Three days had passed since Zhao Gang's speech. Under Zhao Gang's leadership, many people had gradually adapted to fighting in the mist.
There were not many Goblins in the mist during the day. As long as everyone worked together and faced them calmly, those ferocious Goblins were not so frightening after all.
Of course, danger was still dangerous, but at least it had become something they could accept.
Moreover, once enough humans gathered within a certain area of the mist, the Eerie Whispers within it would weaken somewhat, allowing people to endure in the mist for longer.
Sword Spirit Cecily floated in the sky, watching the people struggling below.
It was completely different from Wang Chen's time. Under Wang Chen's management, the town had swiftly regained order, but people's expressions had generally been numb and lost. Now, although things were somewhat chaotic, Cecily could see hope in some people's eyes.
Farther east, a listless team of several hundred people returned. They had just received their inheritances at the Limb Abyss Altar. Since most of them had been tormented rather badly in the Deep Abyss Trial, they were generally not in good condition.
Several mutated human corpses trailed behind the team. Although receiving an inheritance from the Abyss Altar carried relatively little danger, there was still some risk. Several humans in this batch had mutated into monsters, while more than a dozen had suffered mental breakdowns and become like lunatics.
These people would next return to the hospital in town for psychological treatment from the teams of Dr. Norton and Professor Li Lin.
Meanwhile, somewhat farther south,