"Ding! Purchase successful!"
"Ding! Purchase successful!"
"Ding! Purchase successful!"
"Number of scrolls remaining: 9."
Afterwards, Yang Feng sighed inwardly. This was all he could do. A slightly sad smile appeared on his lips as he said, "Shilan, I can't accompany you on the rest of the journey. My things are in the swamp. For the rest of your life, I hope you won't forget that there is someone like me. His name is Yang Feng."
After saying that, Yang Feng closed his eyes. He was truly exhausted, with no strength left in his body. His spiritual power had long since vanished, swallowed up by this damned Deadly Swamp.
Then, he let go of the branch and his whole body sank into the mud.
"Gurgle~ gurgle~"
Eventually, even the shadow of his head disappeared.
All that remained was a swampy, bubbling mess.
Han Shilan's gaze was slightly unfocused, her small hands still gripping the tree branch tightly, and she seemed to be in a daze.
"No, no, please—"
Han Shilan sat down on the grassy ground and burst into loud sobs.
She once thought love could fill the voids in her life.
And what creates more regrets,
It's love, however.
Time passed little by little, and before we knew it, the afternoon sun was setting.
The faint glow of the setting sun draped this desolate island in a shimmering, almost ethereal light.
Han Shilan cried for a long time, until her tears dried up, before she finally stopped. She sat on the ground, dazed, staring at the life-threatening mud and swamp.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 372 Survive!
As the sun slowly sinks below the horizon, it seems to evoke endless sorrow in people before quietly disappearing into the sky.
Night gradually fell, and the surroundings began to darken.
From a distance, there seemed to be many figures.
Especially in this terrifying muddy swamp.
The only thing that makes this place somewhat sad is the girl who lives here.
Han Shilan staggered to her feet, her eyes lifeless, as she looked at the three items on the grass. These were the items Yang Feng had thrown out when he sank into the mud.
He wanted to live a good life so that his sacrifice wouldn't have been in vain.
If she were to rush down at this moment in a irrational manner, sharing life and death with Yang Feng, that would be the most foolish thing to do.
She still has family, even though she's now on this desolate island.
Now, only her family, her dear parents, are the willpower that keeps her alive.
She wiped away her tears and picked up the three survival items from the grass.
She couldn't help but swallow, and tears streamed down her face again.
"In this life, I will always be yours, and I will create a home for us on this island."
After leaving, Han Shilan returned to the original cave, feeling extremely hungry and uncomfortable.
She flipped through this all-powerful survival guide and learned many island survival skills.
At night, Han Shilan walked out of the cave to a flowing stream, took an air pistol, aimed at the fish in the river, and fired.
She had already gained some basic marksmanship skills from Yang Feng at the amusement park on the giant ship, and in just a short while...
They picked up four or five small fish from the river and used the vines they brought from the swamp to hold them.
Back in the cave, she used a fire starter to rekindle the firewood.
So they grilled the fish and ate it.
It tasted a bit fishy, but she forced herself to swallow it anyway.
After filling her stomach, Han Shilan picked up the survival guide again and began to study it carefully.
Now is not the time for her to be sad; she must turn her sadness into a powerful driving force!
Finally, she drifted off to sleep, having cried for almost the entire day; her eyes must have been sore from crying.
No creature within a fifty-meter radius dared to approach this cave, for there was a persistently burning flame inside.
In the early morning, the sun slowly peeked through the thin clouds.
Han Shilan stretched her graceful figure, stood up, and walked out of the cave. Outside, there was a bright and beautiful scene.
The white fog was gone, leaving only the warm sunshine.