It seemed that it was the rainy season.
Light rain fell from the gray sky and fell on the forest and wasteland. Everything was covered in a clear shadow.
Dudian and the other two found a cave and killed the sleeping thorny-tailed tiger. They skinned it and cooked it. They ate as they looked at the rain outside the cave, they were lost in their own thoughts.
Dudian looked at the flickering flame of the bonfire. He was silent. He felt like he was back when he was a hunter hunting low-level monsters in the ruins outside the giant wall. However, this place was more hopeless than the ruins outside the giant wall, there was no hope because there was no home.
If a person didn’t have a home, he would be homeless.
People who were wandering usually didn’t talk much.
Dudian didn’t know how long he would have to stay outside the border to find hope. He suddenly thought that he should keep moving forward in a straight line. Maybe he would find a new place where humans lived.
