The whole nation is trying to survive on the cable car; I'm choosing one of three options at ea

Golden Angel Jade Liquor (Lower Grade (Top Grade) - Blood Ginseng)

[Type: Consumable/Special Potion]

[Effect 1: Immediately restores lost Qi, blood, and energy after consumption; has significant therapeutic effects on severe injuries and mental impairment.]

[Effect 2: Creatures with golden or angelic bloodlines can slowly recover the bloodline power lost after consuming this product.]

[Effect 3: When taken under normal conditions, it can assist in the purification and evolution of the Golden Bloodline and Angel Bloodline, and has a fusion effect on those who possess the Golden Bloodline and Angel Bloodline.]

[Note: Low-grade, top-quality. Best results on first use, with effects decreasing with subsequent use. Recommended for use when bloodline power is at its lowest to maximize benefits.]

Su Mu's lips twitched slightly after reading those lines of description.

This bottle of wine is a complete upgrade of the previous Golden Jade Liquor. It not only retains the functions of restoring qi and blood and replenishing bloodline power, but also adds the function of restoring mental power, which is equivalent to restoring health and mana. In addition, it can also promote the fusion of the two bloodlines.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, and the aroma of the wine was even richer than before, with an indescribable crispness, as if two originally repulsive scents had been blended together by some force. He tilted his head back and took a small sip.

The moment the liquor enters the throat, a warm current spreads down the esophagus and then slowly diffuses.

He could feel that the golden bloodline and angelic bloodline that had once been in conflict within him had been gently stirred by something, and the previously opposing edges began to merge more gently.

The change is subtle, but it is definitely happening.

He had just experienced a series of battles in the secret realm, and at this moment his bloodline power was at a low point, so the effect of this drink was amplified.

He put down the bottle and observed himself for a moment through internal vision.

The fusion of those two bloodlines has indeed progressed further than before. The originally clear boundary is gradually blurring, as if it is slowly moving towards a unified state.

He put down the bottle, placed it back in the corner, and leaned back against the wall, his gaze fixed on the receding outline of Ash City outside the window. He thought that perhaps soon his bloodline would be able to cross that threshold that had been holding him back.

After doing all this.

The physical exhaustion and mental tension surged up the moment he sat down. He didn't struggle; he simply closed his eyes.

The night outside the window was still thick, and the light from the defensive tower shone through from a great distance, but he could no longer feel it.

He leaned against the wall, his breathing gradually calmed down, and he drifted off to sleep.

The cable car maintained a steady, uniform speed as it glided along the steel cable. The outline of Ash City outside the window grew farther and farther away, but the lights were still faintly discernible in the night fog.

Even after he fell asleep, the night continued in Ash City.

Those survivors who did not return to the cable car gradually figured out a rhythm suitable for operating at night in the wilderness outside the three tower roads.

There are indeed monsters corrupted by ghosts in the wild, but they are few in number and sparsely distributed, unlike the red zone where they swarm in all at once.

For low-level survivors, this pace is just right...

Lure them out one by one, surround them, kill them, and then wait for the next one.

Even if they are killed by a counterattack, the dungeon's mechanics will force them to retain a little health and be teleported back to the cable car, which is much safer than dying outside and being truly dead.

Furthermore, defeating those infected monsters will drop Ghost Crystals.

This thing is a hard currency on global exchanges, worth much more than the world's currency.

Players in guilds would assign one or two people to guard the cable car, specifically to keep an eye on whether it was attacked by ghosts, while the rest of the players would focus on grinding monsters underground, accumulating resources layer by layer.

The night gradually faded away amidst that slow and continuous monster-slaying rhythm.

Until a small team exploring along the dried-up riverbed discovered a huge, silent, crouching silhouette in the center of a depression at the end of the river.

The creature was about ten meters tall, resembling a stone statue forgotten in the wilderness. Its entire body was covered with gray-blue scales, and fine arcs of electricity slowly danced between the scales on its surface.

Its eyes were closed, and its breathing was steady and deep, as if it had been crouching there for a long time.

One of the team members cautiously took a few steps closer, tentatively checking its information using the system panel.

A moment later, the returned data silenced the group of people.

[Thunderscale Behemoth (Lv15, Purple)... Neutral creature. Does not attack proactively. Kill Reward: The entire team gains the "Thunderous Protection" buff (20% skill cooldown reduction, lasts 24 hours), and is guaranteed to drop 1 purple-quality blueprint. Assisting players in the kill receive a minimum of 10 Mystic Crystals based on their damage dealt.]

After the news spread within the team, it quickly went viral in the chat channel.

The message spread from one person's private chat to another, from one guild's channel to another, and in less than half an hour, everyone in the channel knew that a neutral behemoth providing buffs existed at that location.

People started excitedly discussing how to organize a team to kill it, but that excitement quickly cooled down...

Level 15, purple—this number itself was like a bucket of cold water poured over the enthusiasm that was trying to rise. Level 15, for the survivors whose average level was three to four, meant that even if you gathered half the people on the cable and poured your life into it, you might not be able to reduce their health by much.

Someone in the channel suggested asking those professionals for help.

But those who tried to approach the professionals remained silent for a moment, simply watching them coldly.

After that, no one wanted to touch that door again.

After nearly an hour of discussion, no one had managed to organize an effective team.

The location of the Thunderscale Beast was marked on the map, and people kept teleporting there to take a look from afar before returning with complicated expressions.

Someone whispered in their guild channel that if they could devour that monster and get the buff blueprint, the guild's strength would increase significantly.

But all we can do is sigh. The 15-level gap is undeniable; enthusiasm alone cannot bridge it.

Lin Yuwei also saw the discussion on the channel.

She stood atop a ruin outside the Three Towers Road, reread the description, and then opened her communicator to send a message to Su Mu.

No reply.

She sent another message, but there was still no response.

She stood on high ground, gazing at the dark red night mist in the distance, thinking that the person had probably already returned to the cable car to rest, or perhaps was hiding in some corner busy with something else.

She didn't send any more messages, put away the communicator, jumped down from the top of the ruins, and walked in another direction.

.......