The entire school embarks on a survival journey, starting from a primeval rainforest.

Jiang Fan suppressed the urge to try it and did not use it immediately: "Let's wander around first and see if there are any suitable prey."

Creating a new identity requires careful consideration. More importantly, this identity needs a suitable opportunity and background to "appear" and cannot appear out of thin air.

The four did not venture into the depths of the rainforest rashly, but instead carefully explored the surrounding area first.

Along the way, they met many people, and almost everyone greeted Jiang Fan.

Even those few who didn't know him would be immediately "educated on common knowledge" by their companions.

But after more than ten minutes, the group had gained very little.

"The wild vegetables and fruits in the vicinity have been almost completely cleared out, and there are hardly any small animals to be seen. If we are not strong enough, it will probably be difficult to survive here," Nangong Yue said.

She has been leading people around the area for the past two days, and she understands the living conditions of ordinary students better than Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan nodded: "Then let's go deeper into the area. Isn't it said that the closer we get to the purple beam, the more mutated creatures there are? Let's go take a look."

As they ventured deeper, the scenery before them indeed changed dramatically.

The most obvious change is silence.

Faint human voices, distant sounds of water, and even birdsong could be heard near the dormitory area.

Here, apart from their own footsteps and panting, even the usual sounds of birds, beasts, and insects were almost nonexistent.

Instead, there were occasional heavy breathing or aggressive rustling sounds coming from the depths of the shadows, the sounds of mutated creatures.

The vegetation is no longer just a deep green; an ominous dark purple hue seeps out like mold from the veins of leaves and the roots of vines, spreading across the dark green and making the whole forest look as if it is soaked in some kind of old, stagnant blood.

Plants are also becoming more aggressive in form.

The branches and leaves are sharp as spears, and the edges even gleam with a cold, hard metallic sheen, as if they might suddenly burst out and hurt someone at any moment.

Along the way, they encountered several lone mutated creatures, which, although not strong, were extremely aggressive.

Jiang Fan did not make a move easily, but instead let Nangong Yue, Lin Feng, and Ding Hang take the lead in the attack, while he provided support from the side with a gun.

He wanted to help the group accumulate practical experience as soon as possible, familiarize themselves with the characteristics of mutated creatures, and improve their scores and combat instincts.

The battle was thrilling but ultimately harmless. Lin Feng's baseball bat and Ding Hang's wooden gun were working together more and more seamlessly, and their score was steadily increasing.

In particular, the wooden stick in Nangong Yue's hand was wielded with great force, displaying a style reminiscent of a master.

Although these mutated beasts were not strong overall, after several battles, the group only gained a total of 20-odd points of psionic energy.

But this only boosted their confidence and made them even more eager for the adventure to come.

"Sister Yue, did you practice martial arts before?" During a break, Ding Hang scratched his bald head and asked疑惑地问道, "How come you always seem to wield this wooden stick better than Ah Feng's baseball bat!"

"Yeah!" Lin Feng was also puzzled. "Why don't you use Brother Fan's spear? Otherwise, I always get the feeling that you can't kill someone without a spearhead."

Almost half of the creatures they hunted were killed by Nangong Yue with the wooden stick in her hand.

Nangong Yue chuckled, a beautiful yet helpless smile appearing on her face: "Ask Jiang Fan."

"Huh?" Lin Feng and his companion were even more puzzled. "What does Brother Fan need?"

Jiang Fan didn't want to say anything, but upon hearing this, he had no choice but to explain, "I got a [White Skill Card - Staff Weapon Mastery +1] from last night's points lottery, and I gave it to her."

"Huh?" Ding Hang was taken aback for a moment, followed by even more confusion, "A staff weapon... can a broken wooden stick be called a staff...?"

"Sigh, some people..." Lin Feng said sarcastically, "They always talk about brothers being like limbs, but women... sigh, never mind... oh my god..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Fan kicked him away: "Stop talking nonsense."

"I haven't even settled the score with you for not telling me you got injured on the first day. If it weren't for Sister Yue shoving her [White Skill Card - Gun Weapon Mastery +1] into my hands when I left the dorm yesterday, I would have been killed by that leopard."

"You certainly won't have any mutated beast meat to eat to heal your injuries, so I can finally have some peace and quiet."

"He's dead, of course it's peaceful now..." Lin Feng muttered.

"You son of a bitch..." Jiang Fan kicked him again.

Watching the two banter, Nangong Yue shook her head, but the corners of her mouth curved up slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Just then, the tabby cat sitting on Nangong Yue's little leopard "Moying" suddenly meowed.

The group quickly stopped fooling around, grabbed their weapons, and got into battle mode.

Jiang Fan had already told them that tabby cats have a certain ability to sense danger, but he had concealed the fact that he could communicate with them.

Soon, the sound of hurried running and panting came from the bushes to the side, accompanied by the rustling sound of branches and leaves being violently scraped.

"Who?!" Lin Feng immediately raised his baseball bat, and Ding Hang also gripped his weapon tightly.

A figure suddenly tumbled and crawled out of the thick fog and bushes, covered in mud and grass, his face filled with terror.

It turned out to be Liu Chuan, Ding Hang's other roommate.

Just then, a mutated long-tailed tiger cat darted out of the bushes and pounced straight at Liu Chuan.

Jiang Fan reacted swiftly, kicking the beast away with a side kick. Lin Feng and Ding Hang followed up with finishing blows, cleanly and efficiently eliminating the ferocious mutated beast.

"Hang Ge! Jiang Fan! Lin Feng!" Seeing the incredibly powerful mutated animal being killed like a chick, Liu Chuan was stunned for a few seconds before suddenly crying out as if grasping at a straw, "Help! Help! Quickly save Qi Ran!"

"What happened? Tell me slowly!" Ding Hang helped his classmate, whose legs were weak.

Liu Chuan, panting heavily, stammered, "Qi Ran and I were exploring the eastern side of the forest... looking for some food... when we ran into a group of people who claimed to be from the 'Honglu Society'! They outnumbered us and invited us over, saying... saying they'd found a place that might have treasure. We didn't want to go, but they wouldn't let us leave and forced us to scout ahead..."

The Grand Secretariat Meeting!

Peter Von's men!

Jiang Fan's eyes narrowed.

Tang Qingyu's assessment still echoed in my ears: "Because they are few in number, they appear humble and polite to everyone on the surface... but in private they are ruthless and will do anything for profit."

Liu Chuan, his voice trembling with tears, said, "But... but on the way we encountered a monster I'd never seen before, like a lizard magnified many times over, its whole body emitting purple aura, and it was incredibly fast! Qi Ran, trying to cover me, was struck by the monster's tail and thrown a great distance, I don't know how badly he was injured... I... I managed to escape with my life in the chaos..."

He grabbed Ding Hang's arm and pleaded, "Brother Hang, Jiang Fan, please, go save Qi Ran! He might still be alive! Those people from the Honglu Society definitely don't care whether he lives or dies!"

Nangong Yue, Lin Feng, and Ding Hang all turned their gazes toward Jiang Fan.

"I don't really like Qi Ran. If I don't want to go, Ding Hang, would you mind?" Jiang Fan didn't rush to answer. Instead, he thought for a few seconds and then asked Ding Hang the question.

"Jiang Fan..." Liu Chuan was about to speak again anxiously, but Lin Feng pulled him up and took him away.

The thick fog flowed slowly through the forest, making the purple beams of light in the distance seem even more profound.