"Fresh out of the pot! Fresh out of the pot!"
The survivors excitedly divided up the freshly cooked food and brought it to their companions in the distance.
They had never experienced such peaceful days. They lived amid these urban ruins, but the ruins were not a place they could call home. They belonged to the Heavenly Soldiers. The survivors could only hide like rats, constantly fearing for their safety.
Li Luo sat atop a pile of rubble nearby, staring at the steadily growing bonfire, lost in thought. After learning that the Abyss Sixth Layer moved "randomly," she had become deeply worried. Their original plan to move forward had been temporarily shelved, and they remained in this city.
A trace of confusion occasionally appeared on her face. Sometimes, she would suddenly look into the distance. Mo Ling stood beside her, watching her condition with concern.
"Are we not continuing onward?" he had asked Li Luo.
Li Luo shook her head and told him, "There's no point."
"If we keep going, we'll only keep circling around the sixth layer. We need to find an exact route, or all our efforts will be wasted."
But where could they find an exact route?
Before this, Li Luo had always had a direction.
But now, "direction" no longer existed. In another sense, she had become like Li Xiangyi. No matter where she went, the final destination was uncertain. It all depended on luck.
Li Xiangyi at least had threads to guide her. But Li Luo, now in the Abyss Sixth Layer, had become a completely headless fly.
Just as Mo Ling was thinking about how to comfort Li Luo, a small figure hopped and climbed to the top of the rubble.
"Big sister, and... big brother? I brought food for you."
The newcomer was