Managing a World all by Himself

Zhang Lisheng's calm words were like a gloomy and frosty wind. When it brushed across everyone's ears, even a warrior like Tumu who had been through countless battlefields could not help but shudder.

Beetlecar extended its slender limbs and crossed the ruins. When it came to a row of neatly arranged bark houses on the other side of the Pavaro tribe, Vakuku whose face had turned deathly pale and had finally become nervous leaped down from the giant insect's back, before waiting for the wizard gu to crouch completely, and immediately started to look around nervously with his eyes affixed on the ground.

Finally, after seeing a lying green grass stick behind a small tree house, he heaved a long breath and muttered, "Here it is!" before crouching on the ground and starting to dig directly with his hand.

Zhang Lisheng looked from the side and not long after, a rough wooden plank appeared in the hole Vakuku dug out.