The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

"It looks like it will continue for a while."

Tianxia Buwu stretched out his head, caught a few drops of rain with his head, and then quickly pulled his head back in.

He is currently in a depression in a rock wall that has been hollowed out by weathering.

It's hard to call it a "hole"; it's more like a wound in the mountain, which looks like it could collapse at any moment under the scouring of torrential rain.

However, it only looks precarious; it's actually quite sturdy.

Tenka Fubu has been in this rock wall recess for almost a day and a night.

During this time, he neither logged off nor slept.

I only log off for a few minutes to eat, afraid that if I linger too long, I'll find myself on resurrection cooldown when I log back in.

There was nothing we could do; the cave offered no shelter from the wind, and the gale-force winds, carrying raindrops, surged in from all directions.

The raindrops felt chilling to the bone; once the circulation of blood and energy ceased, one's hands and feet would soon become icy cold.

For Tenka Fubu, who once trekked through the wilderness, he had experienced even harsher living conditions.

Not to mention his current physical attributes of level 29, which are far superior to his real-world counterpart, it wouldn't be too difficult for him to hold out until the rain stops.

Putting aside the fact that the process is somewhat tedious, the only thing that needs to be considered is the issue of eating.

He has gone far away and won't be able to return to the tribe anytime soon.

"Shall we go hunting?"

He was undecided about how to govern the world.

With the rain so heavy, it will probably be difficult to find prey.

……

Several burly men quickly moved through the woods.

They were shirtless, with only a straw raincoat draped over their backs, and each of them exuded a scalding aura of blood. Their cultivation levels had all reached the standard of warriors.

The movements appeared chaotic, but they were not random; rather, each movement went its own way, and the routes never overlapped.

Finally, they stopped under a towering ancient tree that was so thick that it would take several people to hug it. As more and more people arrived and joined them, the number of people quickly exceeded twenty.

The leader was a woman, and unlike the stereotypical image of a weak woman, she was quite robust.

Even in a relaxed state, the biceps bulge high, leaving no doubt about the explosive power they contain.

Xiong Ling quickly asked, "Are you sure it's safe?"

One of the burly men immediately reported: "Centurion Xiong Ling, no abnormalities have been found."

Xiong Ling quickly made a decision: "Alright, you take two people back to inform the War Master, the rest of you come with me to continue the reconnaissance."

Clearly, this group of people were scouts, responsible for clearing the way for the subsequent battle troops.

Incidentally, this scout team, including the warriors behind them, came from the Youxiong tribe.

The Youxiong tribe, which also belonged to the Shanyun Military Department's jurisdiction, received the summons from the Shanyun Military Department and immediately dispatched a thousand-strong battle division to rush to the military department for reinforcements.

In fact, there are quite a few small tribes within the jurisdiction of Shanyun Military Department, but they are scattered. Only Xishi, Gaoshi, and Qinghe are relatively close to each other.

"Centurion Xiong Ling, there's a situation here."

Upon hearing his subordinates' shouts, Xiong Ling quickly led his men over.

Standing on high ground, you can see what's inside a section of the rock wall's recesses.

The people seeking shelter from the rain huddled deep within the rock face, their bodies pressed against the cold, rough stone, as if trying to draw a meager amount of warmth, exuding an indescribable loneliness.

Xiong Ling could see that the other person's clothes were already soaked through and stuck stickily to their skin.

At that moment, the other party was raising its head, looking at them warily like a frightened wild beast.

For some reason, Xiong Ling felt a pang of pity and called out to Tianxia Buyu, "Are you alone?"

"Centurion Xiong Ling"

One of the soldiers lowered his voice: "Be careful, this guy is quite aggressive, he might be a stray soldier."

The so-called wandering soldiers actually refer to people who are not accepted by the tribe.

Even if the relationships between people in this world are relatively friendly.

But even a family can have conflicts, let alone a tribe.

There will naturally be people who have fallen out with their tribe or violated some taboo and were expelled from the tribe.

If one is too weak, one will certainly not survive long traveling alone in the wilderness.

To survive in the primeval jungle, one must have at least the strength of a combat soldier, which is why this group is called a wandering stragglers.

Players don't conceal their auras, which these scouts can easily sense. Tianxia Buwu possesses strength approaching the mid-stage of the Blood Transformation Realm, so it's not surprising that they are wary.

Xiong Ling nodded, indicating that she understood, and then waved to Tianxia Buyu: "Say something, what are you doing here all by yourself?"

Tenka Fubu guessed that these people didn't mean any harm, but he didn't know how to react.

Unexpectedly, the burly woman jumped down and grabbed Tianxia Buyu's arm.

The movement was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

"We are a team heading to reinforce the Ministry of War."

Without a word, Xiong Ling grabbed Tianxia Buwu and started walking back: "What kind of man are you? With such strength, why aren't you fighting on the battlefield? What kind of man are you, holed up here as a lowly wandering soldier?"

……

"Why should it be your business what I do?"

Brother Niu looked at Peng Zhi with a resistant expression.

He couldn't understand why Peng Zhi wanted to drag him to work when he had only come to ask about his brother-in-law's whereabouts.

"So, Brother Niu, what are you planning to do?"

Peng Zhi counted on his fingers, "You were one of the earliest test players, just like us, but you haven't done anything these past few days. You haven't leveled up or built any houses."

Old Kuai was also puzzled. In his memory, he often saw Brother Niu wandering around the tribe after logging on.

"I'm playing a game."

Brother Niu was both amused and exasperated: "Don't treat me like a laborer."

"You didn't do anything at all, did you?" Keyun scratched her head.

"Okay, okay..."

Brother Niu organized his thoughts and explained, "You may not understand, but I am indeed playing the game at my own pace."

"Just relaxing in the game like this makes me very happy. There's no need to do anything extra. Please understand that I'm a middle-aged person."

Before the college students could reply, Brother Niu continued, "You've never worked a job, so let me tell you, the scariest thing about working is that it makes me look forward to old age because I'm looking forward to retirement, and it makes me completely fail to cherish the youngest day of the rest of my life."

Only when I return to this game after get off work do I feel like I can control my own life, and only then do I truly feel alive. I wonder if you can understand what I'm saying?

A brief silence fell over the stone house.

Peng Zhi nodded thoughtfully: "After saying all that, you just want to slack off, right?"