Bad Luck

"Th-This is fucking terrifying!"

As Yi Feng entered the Forest of Terror, a chilly wind swept over him. The deeper he went, the worse his vision became, until he could not see his hand in front of his face.

The gloomy, unknown feeling truly frightened Yi Feng.

Especially when those rustling sounds occasionally came from the darkness, plucking at Yi Feng's nerves.

Yet it also made him excited.

The environment might have been a little poor, but death was definitely certain!

Thus, Yi Feng wandered around aimlessly.

He did not know how long he had walked. He only knew that he was exhausted, and only then did Yi Feng plop down on the ground.

"I wonder what dangers are actually in this forest."

Yi Feng muttered under his breath.

He was simply too tired to do anything else, so Yi Feng leaned against a tree and fell into a deep sleep.

In his mind, it would be best if he simply died in his sleep.

However.

While Yi Feng was sleeping soundly, two black shadows appeared in the darkness, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on him.

"Why the hell did this bastard come here? We didn't offend him, did we?"

One of the shadows spoke with utter hatred in its voice.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? I'm wondering the same thing. We've got no grudge against this bastard, so why does he keep targeting us?"

The other shadow cursed as well.

"Damn it, the two of us finally clawed our way up to become squad leaders, managing over a million little demons. But this guy harvests them like leeks, crop after crop. If we weren't smarter and better at hiding, we'd have been harvested long ago too. We finally got transferred to this godforsaken place, only to