Chapter 77 - 77.There is no rest for the son of heaven.

Kang Bo had woven a hammock out of primitive ropes and hung it on a tree branch. Between the dark shadows of the trees stretched the endless night sky. He sighed. Joining the army was out of the question. The same country trying to recruit him had imprisoned him in a spiritual formation for months. Going deeper into the wilderness risked being preyed upon by powerful spiritual beasts. Without the help of civilization, humans were at a disadvantage. Not because humans were weaker in the same realm, but because spiritual beasts were in their element and had the advantage of living in an environment that is dangerous at all hours of the day. Eventually, a lone human would be defeated by one of the beasts inhabiting the wilderness. The wilderness could only be tamed by an expedition.