This was a city on the outermost edge of Wind Devil Island. Its walls were pitch-black and sinister, etched with terrifying formation patterns.
Hua Yunfei, Jiang Ruoyao, Nangong Wentian, and the others arrived here. Before they had even entered the city, they could feel countless gazes sweeping over them.
They were all people who had seen the world, so they ignored those watching them in the shadows and headed straight for Wind Sparrow City.
There was no notification that the sign-in had succeeded. It looks like I need to trigger a fixed-point sign-in mission.
He had already arrived at the Ancient God Sea, yet the system had not notified him that his sign-in had succeeded. Going by past practice, he needed to trigger and complete a fixed-point sign-in mission.
The system had one flaw, though. It never told him what the mission was in advance; he had to trigger it himself.
He felt that was rather inhumane.
In his past life, the systems in novels would actively issue missions. Why did his need to be triggered?
I am who I am, a different kind of firework.
This was how the system explained it: cold and proud, it declared that it was different from the others and that he should not compare it to its peers.
"Master, there are so many people!" Feng Qingwu sat on Hua Yunfei's shoulder, shading her eyes with her little hand as she looked ahead, grinning.
"Qingwu, are you hungry?" Hua Yunfei asked with a doting smile.
"I'm hungry! I want milk, and I want meat!" Feng Qingwu raised both hands high and cried out excitedly.
"Alright." Hua Yunfei nodded, taking out a bottle of milk and a huge chunk of meat before handing them to Feng Qingwu.
"Wow, thank you, Master!"
The moment Feng Qingwu