The system is four years ahead of schedule, but Weird is still a cub.

A twisted, narrow spatial rift, its edges crackling with unstable arcs of electricity, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, was forcibly torn open at the center of the raging, eerie energy storm.

The interior of the crack was no longer a pure chaotic turbulence, but rather exuded a faint... extremely faint aura belonging to the "material world"—

The damp soil, the decaying leaves, and a rich, pungent plant scent!

Shen Ge frantically released his supernatural energy to neutralize the red mist supernatural energy released by Xiao Qi, and manipulated the scarlet blood cocoon that enveloped the survivors, rushing towards the newly formed crack that could collapse at any moment like an arrow.

The blood cocoon violently trembled and deformed in the raging storm of bizarre energy, as if it could be torn apart at any moment. The survivors clung tightly to the fixed objects around them or to each other's hands, screaming in terror amidst the violent shaking and the ear-piercing sound of metal twisting.

A flash of red light!
The enormous blood cocoon was sucked into a black hole and instantly disappeared into the narrow spatial rift!

puff-

Pfft!
Pfft!
A violent feeling of weightlessness came over me, followed by a violent impact and tumbling!
As if falling from a height of ten thousand meters, the scarlet blood cocoon collapsed and dissipated the moment it passed through the crack due to the exhaustion of energy. Thirty-odd figures fell heavily from the sky, dozens of meters high, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, accompanied by screams and cries.

Below, there is a primeval forest that blocks out the sky!

Thick branches were snapped in an instant, tough vines were torn apart, and deep pits were smashed into the thick layer of humus and fallen leaves.

The muffled thuds, the cracking of bones, and the agonizing screams instantly shattered the deathly silence of the jungle.

Camille twisted his body forcefully the moment he landed, dissipating most of the impact, and landed steadily on a relatively soft mossy ground, splashing up a cloud of mud.

She was breathing heavily, her face was as pale as paper, and her breath was extremely weak. She immediately looked up at the sky.

Because she saw that in the final moments, Shen Ge tried to create an invisible barrier in front of the collapsing crack to stop the spatial tear from spreading.

Suddenly, Camille saw a blur before her eyes, and a red figure descended from the sky, landing beside her. It was Shen Ge, who was "walking" at the very back.

"Captain Shen, are you alright?" Camille asked with concern.

Shen Ge shook his head and immediately looked around.

jungle.

Or rather, it is another incredibly dense, ancient, and wild primeval forest.

Having encountered the "mountain" and the previous primeval forest, Shen Ge always felt like he had fallen into a strange belly when he encountered this primeval forest.

The towering tree trunk has a diameter of over ten meters, and its canopy is layered, completely blocking out the sky, with only a few scattered spots of light filtering through the gaps.

The air was thick with moisture, the smell of humus, and various strong, pungent plant fragrances that I had never smelled before, along with... a faint, unsettling, sweet-smelling odor.

Giant ferns resembled the claws of prehistoric beasts, drooping vines were like giant pythons, and enormous, brightly colored fungi emitted a faint glow in the shadows. Everything seemed so vast, primitive, and fraught with unknown dangers.

"Can you see the sky...?" Shen Ge looked up at the sky, but the gloomy sky was filled with thick clouds, and the "sun" was nowhere to be seen.

It's not surprising that the environment inside the strange belly "simulates" the sky; the only criterion is whether there is a "sun".

However, although there was a sky inside the "mountain" before, it was just an endless "sky" without even clouds.

Here, at least the "clouds" are still visible. For a moment, Shen Ge couldn't be sure whether this was another fragmented world or still inside the eerie belly of multiple strange spaces.

Or perhaps... we've returned to "reality"?
On the other side, the survivors were scattered within a radius of several dozen meters, their groans echoing throughout.

Cheng's mother was well protected by Xiao Qi and was basically unharmed, but the others were not in good condition. Especially at the moment when the cocoon collapsed, the impact of the fall of more than ten meters caused some people to be seriously injured.

Uncle Cheng, whose condition was already not good, fell unconscious and was breathing weakly, looking like he was about to die.

Shen Ge asked Xiao Qi to check on Uncle Cheng's condition. Shirley was holding her younger sister. Sally was fine, but Shirley's condition was much worse.

"Cough...cough cough..." York's voice came from not far away. He was struggling to get up from a pile of fallen leaves, one arm bent unnaturally, obviously broken. Xiaoya was right next to him, protected by Xiaoqi's secondary armor, and only suffered a scratch, but her face was pale.

"Captain Shen! I...I'm alright!" Shirley's voice was filled with pain. She had fallen onto a clump of huge ferns. The sharp leaves tore her combat uniform, and blood stained her arms, but she could move without any problems.

Sally, still unconscious in his arms, was in a much better condition than the others, as the two sisters had fallen onto a thick layer of moss.

Fortunately, the dense vegetation cushioned the fall from the height, and apart from a few who were already seriously injured and lost their lives completely from the impact, most of the remaining people suffered fractures, contusions, dislocations, and some minor injuries. No one died on the spot.

After a brief period of confusion and confirmation, a profound sense of sadness and bewilderment enveloped everyone.

They survived, but lost their homes and loved ones, ending up in a completely unfamiliar and perilous primitive world.

After York had his arm treated with the help of Xiaoqi, he silently walked to the remains of the deceased members of his tribe.

"Warriors, please help me." York's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a heavy weariness. "Let the chieftain and the people... rest in peace. We can't let them... lie exposed in the wilderness."

The lead anti-trickster nodded silently, picking up a thick branch with his uninjured hand to use as a walking stick. Camille, enduring the pain, also began searching for a relatively open area with soft soil.

The survivors moved about in silence, without giving orders or speaking.

Sadness and exhaustion were etched on everyone's faces, but a shared belief in survival and the need to pull through was silently woven together.

Using the relatively sharp stones and broken, thick branches they could find, they painstakingly dug a shallow pit in a clearing surrounded by several huge ancient trees.

Seeing this, Xiao Qi, at Shen Ge's instruction, used her blood-corroding tentacles to dig hundreds of pits for them. There were no coffins, no ceremonies.

They carefully placed their deceased kinsmen into the pit, covered their faces with the cleanest, largest leaves they could find, and then silently filled it with soil.

York stood before the grave of the old Stone Chieftain and began to hum an ancient requiem in the deep, desolate melody unique to the Stone Forest tribe.

The song echoed through the silent forest, carrying endless sorrow and a farewell to their lost homeland. The other surviving members of the Stone Forest tribe murmured in accompaniment, tears streaming silently down their faces.

Cheng's mother, Camille, Shirley, and the others stood quietly to the side, solemnly mourning. Shen Ge leaned against the trunk of a giant tree, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, recovering his almost depleted demonic energy. His demonic eyes quietly opened, vigilantly scanning the deep, dark jungle around him.

Xiao Qi also continuously released blood spiders to explore the dense forest. Fortunately, the Red Mist Armor absorbed the "Endless" characteristic, otherwise, after these battles, the Red Mist's energy would have been exhausted countless times.

Shen Ge could sense that this seemingly vibrant primeval forest harbored countless prying eyes and an aura far more dangerous than that of ordinary wild beasts. The faint, sweet-smelling fish in the air seemed to have become even clearer.

Is it weird?
Shen Ge couldn't help but recall the primeval jungle he had encountered in the multiple strange spaces. Considering the situation in the fragment world where York was, it was probably the "experimental field" where the Hunter Organization cultivated giant monsters. This place was very likely the same, which meant that a few dinosaur monsters could jump out of the quiet jungle at any time!
After the burial, everyone sat together, exhausted, sharing the food and water distributed by Xiao Qi. The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

"Captain Shen... what... what do we do next?" Camille broke the silence, her voice tinged with the exhaustion of surviving a close call, but her eyes remained resolute.

All eyes turned to Shen Ge.

Shen Ge slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the faces—some blank, some sorrowful, some carrying a last glimmer of hope. He looked at the vast, seemingly endless primeval forest, then looked up at the sky, completely obscured by the dense canopy, making it impossible to discern directions.

"First, survive." Shen Ge's voice remained calm, yet carried a reassuring strength. "Recover your strength, treat your injuries. Then... find a way out and get out."

He paused, his gaze sharpening as if piercing through layers of giant leaves and into the unknown darkness deep within the jungle.

The oppressive silence was broken by Shen Ge's calm words, but it did not dispel the gloom that shrouded everyone's hearts. "Survive"—these three simple words carried immense weight in this perilous and unfamiliar predicament.

The brief rest did not bring much respite. With Camille's help, Cheng's mother carefully bandaged and stopped the bleeding from Shirley's arm wound using torn clothing and sturdy vines she found.

Sherry gritted her teeth, cold sweat soaking her forehead, but her gaze remained fixed on her unconscious sister, Sally, with worry. Little Seven released a few wisps of faint red mist energy, like the most precise probes, slowly moving across Sally's body, emitting a soft buzzing sound after a moment.

"Your sister's vital signs are stable, but her brainwave activity is weak but present, which is suspected to be a sequela of the evil energy invasion. She needs to be observed further."

Shirley nodded and thanked her.

Shen Ge turned her gaze to Uncle Cheng, whose breath was weak and who was on the verge of death.

Xiao Qi, with one of her blood-stained tentacles protruding from its body, forcefully injected the medicine, barely keeping it alive for the last moment.

“Master, his internal organs were completely ruptured by the impact of the fall… The Red Mist Ghost Energy can only temporarily maintain cell activity and cannot reverse the injury,” Xiao Qi said.

Upon hearing this, Cheng's mother swayed, but Camille caught her in time.

She looked at the butler who was willing to give his life for her, his face ashen, his lips moving, and in the end he could only hold onto Uncle Cheng's cold hand tightly, tears rolling down his cheeks silently.

Shen Ge sighed, unsure how to comfort her.

Although he didn't have much contact with Uncle Cheng, he learned from his conversations with Cheng Shengnan that although Uncle Cheng was just the Cheng family's butler, they regarded him as no different from family members.

If possible, Shen Ge would also do everything in her power to save him.

But Xiaoqi said that it could only temporarily maintain Uncle Cheng's cell activity, which is basically just keeping him on his last breath. Even Xiaoqi couldn't do anything about it, which shows how serious Uncle Cheng's condition was.

On the other side, York and several other soldiers with minor injuries quietly gathered together the small amount of equipment and supplies they had collected from various places.

The faint, sweet, fishy smell in the air seemed to thicken in the deathly silence, like invisible tentacles wrapping around everyone's nerves.

"Master, within the Blood Spider's detection range... something is detected moving at high speed, quite numerous, and its size... exceeds that of a large canine. Its ghost energy fluctuations are above level 4." Little Seven suddenly issued a warning, and the eyes of the secondary armor instantly lit up with a scarlet light, as if cooperating with the Blood Spider to perform a high-frequency scan.

Almost at the same moment it finished speaking—

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of a dead branch snapping underfoot came from the shadow of a clump of huge ferns on the left!
Then came the second sound, the third sound... from all directions!
Everyone's heart suddenly tightened!
We only realized these strange creatures possessed some kind of ability to conceal their presence and block detection when we got so close? Or perhaps... they were fast enough?
The branches and leaves shook violently!

Several swift, lightning-fast shadows suddenly darted out from behind the ferns and giant trees. These were not the eerie dinosaurs encountered in the primeval jungle, but rather a creature never before seen.

They are the size of a lithe cheetah, but their bodies are covered with tough, dark green scales with dark ring-shaped markings. Their limbs are exceptionally thick, and at the ends are huge, hooked claws that gleam with a metallic sheen.

What's most chilling is their heads. They have no eyes, and the entire skull is streamlined. At the front is a huge mouthpart covered with serrated fangs. Above the mouthpart is a huge, insect-like olfactory organ that opens and closes constantly, greedily sniffing out the smell of blood and humans in the air.

They don't run; instead, they glide along the ground in a strange, serpentine manner at astonishing speeds.

“Hiss—!”

The leader of the strange creatures let out a sharp, piercing screech, like a horn of attack. Several green shadows instantly shot up from different directions, rushing straight towards the crowd. Their targets were Sherry, who smelled the most blood, and the wounded lying on the ground unable to move.

puff--

The strange creature that jumped in front of Shen Ge thought it could pounce on him, then devour him with its mouthparts.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ge not only stood still but also quickly reached out a hand to precisely grab the strange creature's throat and slam it to the ground!
boom!
It smashed a deep crater!
With sheer force, he smashed the fourth-tier monster into a bloody mess!
Although Shen Ge's supernatural energy was almost exhausted, his physical attributes as a seventh-tier supernatural king were not something these fourth-tier supernatural beings could easily replicate! (End of Chapter)