Not far from the center of the Island, a spring trickled down a low rise.
There was not much water, but it was indeed spring water.
The survivor who discovered it made a point of climbing the rise to check-
The water really was flowing from a crack in the rocks.
He scooped up a handful and tasted it-
Sweet.
"It's been so long since I've had spring water this sweet since the apocalypse!"
"It really is spring water!"
With both food and water available, the ordinary people in the group were swept up in the joy of having survived disaster.
But not a single one of the Transcendents moved.
They gathered together, sharing the information they had each obtained, their expressions increasingly grave.
Wang Ying spoke first. "This Island is very unusual. No matter which way we go, we end up back here."
"But it isn't a Ghost Wall. It doesn't have that kind of powerful restrictive effect."
She paused. "If it were the kind of Eerie we could see and touch, we could at least fight it."
"But the situation on this Island is very strange. Who exactly is the enemy? Where exactly is it? We can't see it or touch it."
Yang Yong nodded. "It feels like a pair of eyes has been watching us the whole time."
He glanced at the people eating sweet potatoes and drinking spring water, his voice low:
"That thing in the shadows was probably what made our supplies disappear."
"Now sweet potatoes and spring water have suddenly appeared. I think it wants us to eat the food on the Island and drink its water."
"But as for why it wants to do that..."
Yang Yong shook his head. "I don't know either."
When Zheng Xiaofeng's turn came, he looked left and