"That was one powerful swing."
The Canyon is like a hideous wound on the mountain, with the mountain walls on both sides as if cleaved by a giant axe, piercing straight up to the sky where dark clouds are rolling.
The rain suddenly intensified.
The Torrential Rain pounded against the rock face, creating a misty spray.
On the sheer cliffs on both sides, a few Black Mark struggled to navigate through the Torrential Rain and thick fog; they were a few lone birds flying against the wind.
Below, where the bird's shadow passed.
On the almost vertical Cliff Face on both sides of the Canyon, several ancient pine trees miraculously grow gnarled and twisted.
"There are birds here?"
Zhou Mo, a member of the convoy, was somewhat surprised. They hadn't seen birds in a long time, or rather, they hadn't seen any creature other than the Strange Entities. Seeing these birds gave them a sense of security, as if they weren't the only ones in this desolate Wasteland.
"Before going into the mountains, I saw that there were many trees, and maybe even wild boars or something, so I could catch some game."
"The bones can be kept to make soup in Winter Season."
"That sounds really good."
"..."
Chen Fan didn't join in the conversation; instead, he frowned slightly, looking at the mist from the Torrential Rain hitting the ground, somewhat puzzled.
The flood discharge methods used in the Wasteland are unique.
Normally speaking...
Such continuous rainfall should have caused flooding long ago.
But in the Wasteland, the ground has countless tiny Rifts, and all the rainwater is swallowed up by these Rifts and disappears, drained away completely.
This is different.
Once inside the Canyon, the ground stopped Rifts, and the ground beneath the convoy's feet was extremely solid, not at all like it could drain water. However, rainwater falling on the ground instantly turned into mist and disappeared.
He/She just... disappeared.
He looked for a long time and there was almost no standing water.
This is somewhat illogical.
Normally, rainwater should collect and flow into the Sea along the Canyon.
After traversing Thousand Meters- long Canyon, they finally arrived at the Village hidden inside the mountain.
It has an extremely large area, and its width is much greater than that of Canyon.
At this moment, the Eternal Nightfall was less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Gold Grade light slowly emerged, enveloping the entire Village like an eggshell. It was much larger than the area of his Level-Four Eerie Fire Camp, completely protecting the Village full of abandoned houses.
"..."
Chen Fan stood in front of the Village, looking up at the cliffs on all sides.
Extremely steep.
Scattered ancient pines and other plants grow on the cliff, like sitting in a dry well, but... he always felt that this place was somewhat like something else.
Just then--
Zhou Mo's voice came to my ears.
"Station Master, look."
Zhou Mo took a Hammer from the convoy's cargo box, walked to a mound of earth in front of the Village, jumped into the air, and slammed it down heavily on the mound. When he retrieved the Hammer, a huge crater had appeared in the mound.
"Does this crater look similar to where we are here?"
"Picture."
Chen Fan nodded slightly. He finally realized what this place resembled: it was as if someone had wielded a giant sledgehammer and smashed it down from the top of the mountain, creating a crater.
"Hey? You know what, it really does look like it."
King Mazi stepped forward, squatted down beside the mound of earth, and said with some surprise, "Look, isn't this crater made by the Hammer right where we are now? And the crater made by the hammer handle is that Canyon, which happens to Canyon extremely straight, without any bends at all."
"I must say, Level-Two Cultivator does have some real strength."
"Your hammer blow Rifts all around."
"That blow had power."
The sound stopped abruptly.
He suddenly realized something, froze on the spot, and subconsciously looked up at the group of people, only to find them all silent, with no one saying a word, clearly having thought of something.
The Wasteland is riddled with Rifts.
The origin of the Rifts is unknown.
The Wasteland has Rainy Season every year, and it rains occasionally on ordinary days. It is not dry all year round, so it should not be caused by drought. And the Rifts disappeared from the moment we stepped into the Canyon.
"Impossible."
After a long while.
Zhou Mo took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in his heart, before shaking his head firmly and saying, "I am Level-Two Cultivator, and I know better than anyone how much physical strength Cultivator gains with each level advancement."
"If someone could actually smash a crater into this mountain with a single hammer blow, causing the Wasteland to be covered in Rifts."
"Then they must be at least Level-Hundred Cultivator."
"Although I don't know where the path of Cultivator, I believe there will definitely not be Level 100. Even with an infinite supply of Eerie Stone, human Lifespan cannot support cultivation to Level 100."
"Alright."
Chen Fan broke the tense atmosphere by speaking softly in the rain, "If that's really the case, isn't that good? At least it proves that the outside world is even more wonderful."
"King Mazi, isn't your dream to see the outside world? This suits you quite well."
"Not to mention..."
"This is just our guess. If this Deep Pit really was created by a powerful person using Hammer, the ground here should be extremely compacted. After all, the original mountain was compressed into the ground, so it wouldn't have cracked the ground with just one hammer Rifts."
"That's true." Zhou Mo smiled and scratched the back of his head, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.
The Big Fish standing behind Zhou Mo hesitated for a moment, then whispered weakly, "This mound is my father's grave. I added tree sap to the Soil when building the grave so it wouldn't be washed away by Torrential Rain. The ground around the grave is also made of this kind of Soil."
"The ground here is very hard; you won't be able to Rifts it by hitting other places."
"Before I left, I collected the fragments of everyone's clothing and built a tomb for them here."
"..."
"..."
The group froze on the spot. Zhou Mo reacted immediately, hurriedly kneeling down and kowtowing three times to the punctured mound of earth in front of him, muttering "Don't blame me, don't blame me." Then he hurriedly pushed the surrounding Soil back into the crater.
"Big Fish... I..."
"Fine."
Big Fish shook his head, seemingly unconcerned. "My father will be happy for me to see that I have a new family who treats me very well. He won't care about this."
"Alright."
Chen Fan led the way into the depths of the Village: "It's getting dark, everyone get moving. Let's build a makeshift Camp to spend the night."
The Crippled Monkey hurriedly picked up a box from the convoy and followed.
King Mazi, standing at the back of the group, patted Zhou Mo, who was frozen in place, on the shoulder with a look of deep emotion, and grinned as he teased him.
"I'm not a good person; I've done a lot of bad things."
"Even though I've done all sorts of bad things, I've never done anything like smashing someone's ancestral grave in front of others."
"Good."
"That blow had power."
Zhou Mo didn't know how to refute it. Looking at the back of the Big Fish that had already started working, he looked miserable and embarrassed. There wasn't even a tombstone. He didn't even know it was a grave.
Eternal Nightfall.
Darkness enveloped the entire world, and the light emanating from the Natural Eerie Fire Zone bathed the entire Village in its glow.
The area is not small.
In the center of the Village, several Enclosing Wall rose up, forming a makeshift Blockhouse.
In the quiet Village, the only sound could be the patter of raindrops on the ground.
The rain has lessened.
The sound of the rain was no longer urgent and violent, but instead became extremely peaceful.