In a sheltered recess among the rocks, Huo Hai ate his dry rations while directing his Star Gu to scout the surroundings. Within just a few minutes, he encountered a unit searching nearby.
"Honestly, will these bastards ever stop? This is the third search squad already, isn't it?" Three days had passed since the Beast Tide, and in all that time, Huo Hai had failed to find a way back.
At first, Huo Hai had killed some enemies to vent his anger. But shortly after every such outburst, a large force would arrive to hunt him down. During the first few encounters, he had even made Little Butterfly expend mental power almost to the point of exhaustion, enveloping him completely in an illusion that made him effectively invisible. Only then had he managed to escape.
It was not particularly difficult for Little Butterfly's illusions to envelop Huo Hai, but concealing him from the senses of a Spirit General Realm expert was another matter. After escaping this way twice, Huo Hai realized that these soldiers must have some special means of communication.
After that, Huo Hai stopped casually attacking ordinary soldiers. Even when he did strike, he left immediately afterward to avoid the military searches that followed.
Three days passed in a flash. Throughout those three days, Huo Hai dared not light a fire to cook, afraid that the campfire would attract the Windrise Kingdom's troops. He could only eat dry rations. That said, the rations stored in his inner space were hardly ordinary fare. They were all dried meat made by his own household.
The dried meat was seasoned, making it far better than the rations most people in this world ate. The problem was that after eating dry rations for so long without a single hot meal, how could