The world was gloomy and desolate. Dust and sand blanketed the barren land and decaying remains were littered across the area. 

There was not a single blade of grass in sight. It was a vast expanse of grayness with a cloying smell of blood assaulting the senses from time to time. 

Lin Xun’s movements were as leisurely and relaxed as drifting clouds. He seemed to have integrated with the world.

He was like a spider patrolling his own territory. His steps oozed with precision and skill.  

It was a fighting stance. Beneath his seemingly leisurely and calm exterior, he was hyper-vigilant of his surroundings and ready to strike at any time.  

“Everywhere beyond the campground is a battlefield, and constant vigilance and cautiousness are needed for survival!”

That was the third note in the manual.

“The undulating mountains and the crisscrossing valleys create a complex and changeable terrain. If I can’t fly in the air, I need to watch out for ambushes and sneak attacks.”

“There is no aeth power in this world. To maintain peak physical strength, I need to make use of any spare time to...