Isn't this kind of job that is not dangerous and not tiring what she has always wanted? Cui Zixuan raised a bitter smile on her face. This is probably a punishment for her cowardice.

Her tears had dried up long ago. Every day since she came here, she trembled with fear and was terrified by loneliness.

The Forgotten Land was like a prison specially built for her, making her experience the things that were most unbearable for her.

She would rather die in the mouth of a zombie than die alone here.

She also wanted to end her life early, but she knew she couldn't.

The world is still waiting for the prophecy she sent, and her companions may be reborn because of their own efforts.

While Cui Zixuan was in a daze, a backpack suddenly appeared in front of her.

Cui Zixuan opened her eyes wide in surprise. She didn't dare to hesitate and rushed over quickly. There seemed to be something in the backpack.

In desperate situations, everything new is entrusted with the responsibility of hope.

Cui Zixuan opened her backpack carefully, fearing that the things inside would be damaged due to her carelessness.

It was the other half of the disc. Cui Zixuan took it out and confirmed at a glance that it could be put together with the previous disc. The styles of the two discs were the same.

She put the two halves of the disc together, and the mysterious patterns connected perfectly.

The disc lit up with a dazzling light. Cui Zixuan stared at the disc intently. The gap in the middle was actually healing.

It was as if the disc had never been separated.

When the light of the disc went out, a vortex gate appeared again in front of Cui Zixuan.

Cui Zixuan knew that this was the second prophecy.

She took the disk and walked in.