I build a shelter in the eternal night.

Chapter 61 "This hammer blow was powerful."

The canyon is like a hideous wound on the mountain, with the mountain walls on both sides as if cleaved by a giant axe, piercing straight up to the sky where dark clouds are rolling.

The rain suddenly intensified.

The torrential rain pounded against the rock face, creating a misty spray.

On the sheer cliffs on both sides, a few dark dots struggled to navigate through the torrential rain and thick fog; they were a few lone birds flying against the wind.

Below, where the bird's shadow passed.

On the almost vertical cliffs on both sides of the canyon, several ancient pine trees miraculously grow gnarled and twisted.

"There are birds here?"

Zhou Mo, who was in the convoy, was somewhat surprised. They hadn't seen birds in a long time, or rather, they hadn't seen any creature other than the strange creatures. Seeing these birds gave them a sense of security that they weren't the only ones in this desolate wasteland.

"Before I went into the mountains, I saw that there were many trees on the mountain, and maybe there were wild boars or something, so I could catch some wild game."

"The bones can be kept to make soup in winter."

“That sounds really good.”

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Chen Fan didn't join in the conversation; instead, he frowned slightly, looking at the mist from the rain hitting the ground, somewhat puzzled.

The flood discharge methods in the wasteland are unique.

Normally speaking.

With such continuous rainfall, floods should have occurred long ago.

But in the wasteland, there are countless tiny cracks in the ground, and all the rainwater is swallowed up by the cracks and disappears, drained away completely.

This place is different.

Once inside the canyon, the ground stopped cracking, and the ground beneath the convoy's feet was extremely solid, not like it could drain water. However, rainwater falling on the ground turned into mist and disappeared.

It just disappeared.

He looked for a long time and there was almost no standing water.

This is somewhat illogical.

Normally, rainwater should collect and flow into the sea along the canyon.

After traversing a kilometer-long canyon, they finally arrived at the village hidden inside the mountain.

It has an extremely large area, and its width is much greater than that of the canyon.

At this moment, the eternal night was less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Golden light slowly emerged, enveloping the entire village like an eggshell. It was much larger than the area of ​​his Level 4 Ghost Fire camp, completely protecting the village full of abandoned houses.

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Chen Fan stood in front of the village, looking up at the cliffs on all sides.

Extremely steep.

Scattered ancient pines and other plants grow on the cliff, like sitting in a dry well, but he always felt that this place was somewhat like something else.

at this time--

Zhou Mo's voice came to my ears.

"Stationmaster, look."

Zhou Mo took a hammer from the convoy's cargo box, walked to a mound of earth in front of the village, jumped into the air, and slammed it down heavily on the mound. When he retrieved the hammer, a huge crater had appeared in the mound.

"Does this crater look similar to where we are?"

"picture."

Chen Fan nodded slightly. He finally realized what this place resembled: it was as if someone had taken a huge sledgehammer and smashed it down from the top of the mountain, creating a crater.

"Hey? You know what, it really does look like it."

Wang Mazi stepped forward, squatted down next to the mound of earth, and said with some surprise, "Look, isn't the crater this hammer made right where we are now? And the crater made by the hammer handle is that canyon. And that canyon is perfectly straight, without any bends."

"I have to say, a level 2 cultivator does have some real strength."

"Your hammer blow has cracked the ground all around."

"That blow was powerful."

The sound stopped abruptly. He suddenly realized something, froze on the spot, and subconsciously looked up at the group of people, only to find them all silent, no one saying a word, clearly having thought of something.

The wasteland is riddled with cracks.

The origin of the crack is unknown.

The wilderness has a rainy season every year, and it rains occasionally on ordinary days. It is not dry all year round, so it should not be caused by drought. And the cracks disappeared from the moment we stepped into the canyon.

"impossible."

After a long time.

Zhou Mo took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in his heart, before shaking his head firmly and saying, "I am a level 2 cultivator, and I know better than anyone how much physical strength a cultivator gains with each level up."

"If someone could actually smash a crater into this mountain with a single hammer blow, causing the wasteland to be covered in cracks."

"Then they must be at least level 100 cultivators."

"Although I don't know where the path of cultivation ends, I believe there will definitely not be a level 100. Even if there are infinite strange stones, the human lifespan cannot support cultivation to the level 100."

"All right."

Chen Fan broke the tense atmosphere by speaking softly in the rain, "If that's really the case, isn't that good? At least it proves that the outside world is more exciting."

"Wang Mazi, isn't your dream to see the outside world? That suits you quite well."

"not to mention"

"This is just our guess. If this is really a deep pit that was smashed by a powerful person with a hammer, then the ground here should be extremely compacted. After all, the original mountain was squeezed into the ground, so it wouldn't be cracked by your hammer."

“That’s true.” Zhou Mo smiled and scratched the back of his head, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

The big fish standing behind Zhou Mo hesitated for a moment, then whispered weakly, "This mound is my father's grave. I added tree sap to the soil when building the grave so that it wouldn't be washed away by heavy rain. The ground around the grave is also made of this kind of soil."

"The ground here is very hard; you won't be able to crack it by hitting other places."

"Before I left, I collected the fragments of everyone's clothes and built a tomb for them here."

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The group froze on the spot. Zhou Mo reacted immediately and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed three times to the punctured mound of earth in front of him, muttering "Don't blame me, don't blame me." Then he hurriedly pushed the surrounding soil back into the pit.

"Big fish. Me."

"fine."

Big Fish shook his head, seemingly unconcerned: "My father will be happy for me to see that I have a new family who treats me very well. He won't care about this."

"All right."

Chen Fan took the lead and walked deeper into the village: "It's getting dark, everyone get moving and build a simple camp to spend the night."

The lame monkey hurriedly picked up a box from the convoy and followed.

Wang Mazi, standing at the back of the group, patted Zhou Mo, who was frozen in place, on the shoulder with a look of emotion and grinned, teasing him.

"I'm not a good person; I've done a lot of bad things."

"Even though I've done all sorts of bad things, I've never smashed someone's ancestral grave in front of others."

"good."

"That blow was powerful."

Zhou Mo didn't know how to refute it. Looking at the back of the big fish that had already started working, he looked miserable and embarrassed. There wasn't even a tombstone. He didn't even know it was a grave.

Eternal night descends.

Darkness enveloped the entire world, and the light emanating from the naturally occurring eerie fire zone enveloped the entire village.

The scope is not small.

In the center of the village, several walls rose up, forming a simple bunker.

In the quiet village, the only sound could be the patter of raindrops hitting the ground.

The rain has lessened.

The sound of the rain was no longer urgent and violent, but instead became extremely peaceful.

(End of this chapter)