Dudian opened a bag and folded the gunpowder boxes so that it could protect them in case of a rain. He held onto two gunpowder boxes and gently stepped on the weeds as he walked into the ruins.
As there was no one to clean the roads the ground outside was full of grass. There were some places which were mud pits. Dudian was very careful as he made every step. In the absence of information and maps he could only rely on his own groping and gut-feeling. Other consortia would send a scout to sweep the unknown areas and gather intelligence.
After all, the hunters were limited in consortiums. Even if they sent seven or eight intermediate hunters they wouldn't be able to protect themselves from a herd of beasts.
Occasionally he would see some objects bulge in the grass. He knew that some places were not covered in stones but rotten bones of some monsters.
