After five days of hunting non-stop the golems, Ryan finally felt the whole Earth trembling. The fourth dungeon breaks have finally started… However, even after a full day, he didn't find a massive concentration of golems that could help him find the dungeon. Moreover, the number of encounters didn't increase either.
"Something smells fishy here…" Ryan frowned.
While advancing through the continent at a decent speed wasn't so bad, Ryan couldn't help but worry about the lack of monsters. Maybe the golems were fighting against other monster species, even though Ryan never found a single sign of other species. Perhaps some humans were hunting them, but to stay in that stupidly cold area for long, they would have to be even more insane than Ryan. There was no food around, and they certainly couldn't eat golems. Ryan stored some fried crab meat inside his ring, but the stock was quickly approaching its bottom.
