"Awooo!"
The night on Evil Island.
The howls of unknown beasts were so terrifying.
Fortunately, everything was as Lin Fan had predicted.
After entering the forest, they found a suitable cave.
Though the entrance was narrow, it was over ten meters deep.
Lin Fan started a campfire and placed it inside the cave.
The smoke was funneled through smaller crevices into the mountain.
This way, they could rest without freezing.
They spread the bear skin they had skinned on the ground.
An exhausted Ning Mengyao was already lying on it, fast asleep.
But her furrowed brow proved that the dream was not that beautiful.
She was just too tired to wake up.
Lin Fan blocked the entrance of the cave.
He was using a dagger to cut the snake tendon he was holding, illuminated by the pale moonlight in the sky.
He wanted to make a more suitable weapon.
Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps came from deep within the cave.
Without looking up, Lin Fan knew it was Xu Zhi Rou.
