An Zhe patiently waited for an opportunity. Once the eagle landed, he climbed onto its back. The flying eagle didn’t pay any attention to him, perhaps because he was too light and undernourished. An Zhe found a place to wait on its spacious back that was covered in scales, not feathers. There were some intertwined translucent tentacles growing between the gaps in the scales. The eagle hunting around the city. Once it swallowed a vine that resembled flesh and wrestled with a giant monster with bat wings for 30 minutes, it lost and left this place.

An Zhe set the direction of its flight using the North Star. After discovering that the trajectory had deviated, he slipped off. He absorbed the nutrients of the soil for a night and hesitated for a long time before taking out a black gun and a dozen rounds of ammunition from his backpack.

This gun belonged to Lu Feng but he found it in his backpack after Lu Feng left. The colonel often took An Zhe’s belongings, including the backpack, for granted so An Zhe speculated that he left the gun in here.

He succeeded in using the sound of gunfire to draw a butterfly-winged monster as a mount.

Three days later, he landed again. As he was looking for the next riding target, An Zhe encountered an extremely ugly monster. This monster had many characteristics of an arthropod monsters and took mushrooms as food. An Zhe wanted to escape but his body was already very poor. Just as he was almost eaten, Lu Feng’s gun protected him. He accidentally shot the monster’s soft abdomen and when it paused for a short time, he rolled into a muddy stream and fled.

It was cold and monsters who were afraid of the cold started to go south. Of course, they also preyed on each other in the process. Sometimes, there were no traces of life on the plains and only one or two extremely large winners could be met. Sometimes, the creatures were like a black torrent, migrating to the south. An Zhe integrated in with them and flowed down the stream.

10 days later, he finally got on a bird that was flying south. After more than 20 days on the soft back of the flying bird, he saw a long, huge shadow on the horizon, like a scar on this world.

According to humans, the core of the Abyss was a long and narrow fault zone caused by a magnitude 8.0 earthquake during the time of disaster. This place had extremely abnormal radiation and this caused it to give birth to countless terrible monsters. The core fault zone expanded outward and the north of the Abyss was a vast plain covered with a dense forest, filled with all types of mushrooms and countless dormant monsters. To the south was a huge, rolling highland and mountain range.