119: New Leader and Foundation.
The significance of a strong foundation became painfully apparent to Logan several months after his transmigration.
"Fuck it! The pain persists," Logan muttered, his arm trembling. Utilizing miasma to mend his injuries inflicted excruciating torment upon his blood, flesh, bones, and skin.
"If only I had mastered the use of miasma while the system remained intact," he thought, wincing in agony. "But that's a bygone era now."
Logan had disregarded the construction of a solid foundation, instead capitalizing on the system's liberty to acquire an ever-expanding repertoire of skills. However, with the absence of a system to rely on, he now had to fend for himself.
Like a novice learning to walk, Logan and his three companions embarked on a journey into the wilderness, exploring the paths of survival. Unaware of when the system might return, he had to select the most promising path available.
