In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
The sky was bright and clear, without a cloud for thousands of miles.
Yi Feng stood guard outside the rift, enjoying a lunch of free-range eggs.
For the sake of farming monsters, he had truly been diligent and conscientious. He ate and slept on the spot, had long since pitched his tent, and even had a pot hanging over the campfire. He was thoroughly prepared.
The egg lunch tasted good, but his face was full of worry. After taking a couple of bites, he could not help raising his head to glance at the rift.
Within that crack was nothing but chaos, still utterly motionless.
"Come to think of it, the last wave of monsters came half a month ago..."
After waiting beneath a tree for a rabbit to run into it for a whole month, he had only chopped down three waves of experience monsters.
What kind of progress was that?
He had idled away half a month for nothing. Time was precious; it could not be wasted.
This could not go on.
After taking a sip of wine, Yi Feng looked toward the rift again.
It was pitch-black inside, with no road in sight. It did not look like any monsters were about to emerge either. Today would probably be another fruitless day...
Putting away his wine gourd, Yi Feng grew a little restless.
"Waiting like this isn't a solution. How about going in to look for monsters?"
The moment the thought surfaced, Yi Feng began carefully examining the dark rift.
"It looks a little dark, but a torch should do the trick. And Slow is here, so I won't get lost. There shouldn't be any major problem. If I die, that would be even better."
"Mm, strike