Black mist descends, and I and the witches take refuge in the dungeon.

Looking at the duration of the black fog marked by the system, Mir felt his vision blurring.

134,513 years!

It's not thirteen days, nor thirteen years, but thirteen thousand four hundred and thirteen years!

This is as unfunny as the joke about Grandpa Andrews kicking someone's butt with his shoe.

After seeing the duration, Mil felt that his worldview had been completely refreshed.

In the half year since he transmigrated to this world, whether he experienced it or heard about it, the longest period of time the black mist shrouded the area was no more than three weeks!

Even most of the black fog will slowly dissipate within about a week. Even if the black fog lingers permanently in some places, it is enough for people to escape.

People only need to stay within the area covered by the "Soul Lamp" and enjoy the protection of that unknown light.

Once the black fog's invasion ends, people will be able to go outside again, bask in the sun, organize supplies, exchange goods, and continue living that way.

Everyone believes that this black fog is the same.

Just get through these few days.

But this time, it's clearly different!

Moreover, that's not the only bad news!

In the lower right corner of the system panel, there is a very obvious red dot.

It's like a conspicuous red notification dot, just like the recharge button in a low-quality online game.

Mir looked up, and the panel opened automatically, displaying a line of bright red notification messages:

[The intensity of this black fog is extremely high, increasing the fuel required for candlelight!]

[Current candlelight fuel remaining: approximately 74 hours. Please replenish energy, otherwise the shelter will lose its [Absolute Protection] effect once the candlelight goes out.]

72 hours...

About three days.

As Mir looked at the time, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Then, Mir took a deep breath and several more deep breaths to calm himself down.

Because Mill was a hoarder and also an extremely cautious man.

To prevent the black fog from lasting too long, Mir usually stores about a month's worth of candle fuel.

This has far exceeded the typical duration of a black fog invasion.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problems.

This time, the black fog not only added a debuff of increased fuel consumption, but also a bizarre effect of unlimited duration.

In this way, Mir's preparations turned into a joke.

The material used to burn the candlelight is very simple: the crystal inside the soul lamp.

The Soul Lamp is essentially a glowing blue crystal.

Warm yellow flames will continuously emerge from this crystal.

The black mist, capable of devouring everything, would retreat only under the light of these flames.

Mil's energy points can be exchanged for many things, even soul lamps.

But right now, he doesn't have that many energy points.

If no new energy source is available after three days, the candle will go out.

Even if he remains in the dungeon after the candle goes out, he is still exposed to the ever-expanding system of supernatural tale rules.

The black fog of 134513, 72 hours of candlelight...

When these two numbers were placed side by side, Mir felt like the yogurt in Ga Zi's hand.

I'm Chovy!

What kind of setting is this?!

What are you doing?!

The copy settings are all set up for me!

Mir shook his head and patted his face, a subconscious attempt at bittersweet self-deprecation running through his mind.

He can't panic now. If even he panics, then everything will really be over.

Mir closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

He could hear his own heartbeat clearly in the quiet room, one beat after another.

Next, Mil unpacked the package on the ground and quickly cleared out all the available resources.

[Except for basic food resources, everything else should be converted into energy points!]

As Mil's voice faded, the recycling furnace in the room emitted a pale blue light.

Then, the blue light swallowed all the resources on the ground into the recycling furnace.

Just a few seconds later, Mil heard a system notification.

[Congratulations, host, you have successfully redeemed your item!]

A total of 140 energy points were redeemed this time!

[The "Andrebelle" boost has been detected!]

[Energy Points Recalculated: 154 points!]

Looking at the energy points that suddenly became abundant, Mir let out a slight breath.

This is the first step.

The recycling furnace is now fully activated. As long as I can find enough resources, I can continue to survive.

Andrebelle's bond status is also quite good; increasing her favorability will increase the recycling furnace's revenue module.

But this is a long-term task, and we can't rush it now.

The underground city's energy circuit is still operating normally, and these energy points can probably support the candlelight for another five days.

Food reserves should last about two to three weeks.

Including the previous three days of burning time, I can stay safely in the cabin for eight days.

But this is useless!

The current situation is basically forcing Mil to go out and search for resources.

Where are the most resources found?

It's very simple, Norton.

Compared to wandering aimlessly outside, the resources inside Norton Town are undoubtedly the most abundant.

But the situation over there...

Thinking of the town of Norton, covered in countless pieces of flesh and blood, Mil felt a headache coming on.

At that very moment, Andrebel's anxious voice suddenly came from outside:

"Mr. Mir, are you free now? The black fog outside is almost here!"

Upon hearing this, Mil immediately opened the door.

A creaking sound rang out, and Mil looked at Andrebel, whose face was full of anxiety, and his expression became calm again.

"Don't be nervous, Andrebelle. The basement is perfectly safe. Don't be afraid."

Listening to Mir's words, Andrebel felt his previously flustered heart calm down considerably.

She exhaled softly, then said:

"Yes, Mr. Mir, the black mist is advancing at an increasingly faster pace. When you showed me the crystal just now, I estimated that it would arrive here in half an hour."

But just moments before, the black mist suddenly surged, as if some enormous monster within it had stirred.

Then, the entire black mist instantly moved several thousand meters!

As soon as I realized this, I came to tell you.

Hearing Andrebell's words, Mil nodded, then took two steps forward and looked at the black mist on the screen.

Within the black mist, one could vaguely make out what appeared to be a whale several thousand meters long swimming within it.

The black mist moved much faster than Mir had anticipated. Looking at the black mist right in front of him, Mir knew that the moment of life and death had arrived!

The ground trembled slightly, and a strange, sticky feeling filled the air as black mist completely enveloped the wooden house!