Two Feet Eight Inches Long
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
However, before Zeng Zixin could take a closer look, the person had already disappeared around the corner. Zeng Zixin furrowed his brow, and various thoughts crossed his mind.
Recently, the number of people in the camp had been increasing steadily.
Where there are people, there are conflicts, interests, and inevitably, the need for trade. The appearance of a small market in the camp had even further fueled the development of the entire area, making it increasingly bustling.
If it weren't for the eerie sensation of the chilling atmosphere just a few dozen miles away, many might have forgotten that there was a person in the vicinity, a person at the Aperture tempering realm. Wherever he went, no grass grew, and corpses littered the land.