Yun nodded and turned to walk into the white mist.

She had only taken a couple of steps when it seemed as if an invisible barrier was pushing her back.

Yun Jian tried to resist the force, but she couldn't resist it at all. It was as if the barrier was not allowed to be broken through. No matter what tools she took out, it was useless.

If it's necessary to withdraw, then it's still necessary to withdraw.

She was bounced off the barrier.

Taking a deep breath, Yun Jian went in again.

This time, however, she seemed to smell a faint, delicate scent inside, like the fragrance of flowers, but not quite. She focused her attention and tried to smell it, but the scent disappeared.

Yun Jian was ejected once again.

Xiao Zhen looked at her, "So, Sister Yun, did you find anything?"

Yun Jian frowned, nodded, then shook his head.

She wasn't sure if she had smelled it wrong; she should have brought Lu Ping, with his dog-like nose, along.

She looked at Bai Yu and Mu Yuan: "Let's go back."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu vomited again. While leaning against a tree to vomit, he waved to Yun Jian, "Can we rest for a while? I've already lost half my life getting here. If I go back now, I'm afraid I won't be able to save the rest of my life either."

Yun Jian glanced at his disheveled appearance and laughed, "Don't worry, we won't be running with you this time. We'll slow down and collect supplies as we go."

Bai Yu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly sank.

She nodded quickly, "You really are considerate of me."

Yun Jian rolled her eyes at him.

She then looked at Mu Yuan, "How are you? Can you still walk?"

Everything Mu Yuan saw was spinning, but despite this, he still nodded, "I can do it!"

As he spoke, seemingly to prove himself, he took two big steps forward, then lifted one foot high and stomped down hard, causing him to stumble and fall flat on his face in front of Yun Jian.

Yun Jian: "..."

"Never mind, let's rest here for half a day first."

Mu Yuan nodded, moved.

"Brother Yun, you're so kind! You're the best person to me besides my parents, my grandparents, my maternal grandparents, my uncles, and oh, Uncle Chen!"

Yun Jian: "..."

Forget it, just shut up!

After spitting out, Bai Yu wiped his mouth and chuckled, "Then the value of your 'best' is really low."

Xiao Zhen gave him a disgusted look, then took out a water gourd and sneezed it at Bai Yu, "Wash your mouth before you speak, it stinks!"

Bai Yu wiped the water off his face, gave a soft hum, turned his face away, and didn't reply to Xiao Zhen.

After running all day, Yun was a little tired, so she closed her eyes and leaned against a tree trunk to rest.

Not long after, a whooshing sound came from inside.

Yun Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

She looked at the others and saw that none of them reacted. Yun listened carefully again and realized that there was indeed a slight noise.

She quickly messaged the others, warning them to be on guard.

He then quietly approached the source of the sound.

She initially thought it was a commotion caused by some players, but when she went over to take a look, she found it was actually several charred corpses. The whooshing sound was coming from the mouths of the charred corpses, as if they were communicating in this language.

Yun Jian concealed himself and observed the charred corpse's actions.

The more Yun Jian looked at the clouds, the more alarmed she became. How come these charred corpses seemed to have the same goal as hers?

They also repeatedly probed within the white fog!

He was bounced out again and again, and went back in again and again, tirelessly.

As she watched, Yun Jian noticed something amiss. The white mist seemed to be harming the charred corpses. She watched as the charred corpses that had gone inside became increasingly sluggish, and their bodies even showed signs of disintegration.

If that's the case, then why are these charred corpses so determined to enter the white mist?

Could it be that something within them is attracting them?

Too many questions were tangled up in Yun Jian's mind.

As a result, she accidentally stepped on a dead branch and made a sound.

The charred corpses immediately became alert, no longer venturing into the white mist, and all looked towards Yun Jian's direction.

Yunjian is now caught in a dilemma: whether to leave or not.

Seeing that charred corpses were already walking towards her, Yun Jian simply took out the energy storage ball, even if it meant wasting a little more time.

She stood up and faced the charred corpse with composure.

However, just as she activated the energy storage ball handle, intending to confront the charred corpses head-on, the corpses seemed to have seen a ghost, abruptly stopping in their tracks, then spreading their wings and turning to flee.

One has fallen.

Yun Jian was left completely bewildered, standing there bewildered in the wind.

What's wrong?

She hasn't even made a move yet, how come they all ran away?

Is she the devil's bane?

Yun Jian returned in confusion. Bai Yu and the others saw her looking depressed and thought she had run into trouble, so they picked up their weapons to go and vent her anger.

Yun Jian quickly stopped them: "No need to go, it's a charred corpse, it's already escaped."

"You ran away and you still have that expression?"

Yun touched the energy storage ball, which showed that it was still fully charged.

"I'm annoyed that they ran away. We didn't even fight. Otherwise, I would have crippled them or electrocuted one or two of them."

Bai Yu: "..."

He patted Yun Jian on the shoulder and comforted her, "It's okay, this saves us time and electricity, we still have a long way to go back."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Bai Yu felt a chilly gaze fall upon him. He awkwardly withdrew his hand, rubbed his nose, and muttered under his breath, "It was just a pat on the shoulder, was it really that big of a deal?"

Xiao Zhen said with great disgust, "Dirty!"

Bai Yu looked at his hands, and... well, there was something on them.

Yun Jian didn't pay attention to any of this; he was preoccupied with the behavior of the charred corpses.

She walked to the edge of the white mist, took out some pebbles from her backpack, and tried to use them to collect the mist.

Sensing the presence of the white mist, Yun Jian was overjoyed; it actually worked!

She quickly made many more small pebbles and used them to hold the white mist. To Yun Jian's even greater surprise, the white mist could be compressed!

Don't underestimate the small space inside a pebble; once the white mist is compressed, even the capacity of a small pebble should not be underestimated!

Xiao Zhen watched her actions without asking why, and simply said, "Sister Yun, let me help you!"

Yun Jian nodded and handed her some small pebbles. The two of them began to create a white mist.

But these white mists seem to be endless; no matter how they try to conceal them, the white mist here never seems to diminish.

Yun Jian didn't stop until he had filled most of the backpack.

She told the others to put some small stones in their backpacks as well, and added, "The white mist here can damage charred corpses."

"Really?" Bai Yu jumped up upon hearing this. "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

He reached out to Yun Jian and asked for some small pebbles, then began to diligently pack them up.

Once everyone felt they had enough stock, they slowly made their way back.

This time, they had a long period of peace. They traveled for most of the day without encountering any charred corpses. Bai Yu sighed in surprise, "What's going on? Based on the frequency of encountering charred corpses before, we should have repelled several waves by now. How come we haven't seen a single one? I wanted to test the effects of this white mist!"

Not only Bai Yu, but even Yun Jian found it strange.

The journey was too peaceful, abnormally peaceful.

Is the charred corpse gathering some powerful attack?