I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 94 New World (th Update)
"You look like a ring to me." Feng Xue put away Liu Yunxi who had traveled with him, and sensed with his mind that Mo Ming had also been brought along, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But his ability to remain calm did not mean that Liu Yunxi was also calm. At this moment, the snake spirit, who had experienced several "blurs" in a very short period of time, was confused and trying to sort out his thoughts. He looked at the surrounding beach, sea water and sunshine, and smelled the salty and humid sea breeze. Finally, he could not help but ask:

"Where is this?"

"I don't know either. Maybe I lost too much mana in the escape technique and ended up running too far." Feng Xue explained insincerely. Upon hearing this, Liu Yunxi said angrily:
"It's already daylight! I'm afraid he flew directly to a foreign country! You've put in too much mana, haven't you?"

"Eh? You actually know about time difference?" Feng Xue raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise. Upon hearing this, Liu Yunxi immediately said:

"How refreshing! I knew this decades ago, okay? I heard from the Fox Fairy Grandma that there was once a great deer demon saint who, with his extraordinary strength, chased the moon, absorbing its light and circling the earth beneath his feet. I think he was even revered as the 'Moon-Chasing God' in the Western Regions..."

"..." Feng Xue originally just wanted to divert attention, but Liu Yunxi's words left him speechless. He simply stopped talking and started packing his backpack.

There was no other way. Although he was protected by the airflow formed by the magic spell, collisions and bumps were still dangerous. He took out the items in the bag one by one, and after confirming that they were all fine, he stuffed them into the Hu Tian bag. Although he couldn't reduce the weight because he had to carry the Yin bag, it could at least reduce the difficulty of carrying, right?

"It's okay. Apart from the things in Jiugu Hutian bag, there is basically no loss." After a moment, Feng Xue nodded with satisfaction, picked up the sack that looked like a bag of rice with one hand, and couldn't help but review the action in his mind.

While it might seem risky to risk everything when you don't know if the stationary train can make it through, the stakes are not as great as you might think.

He wasn't truly desperate; he simply wanted to leave. Even if crashing into a stalled locomotive failed to trigger the entry and caused his journey to abort, the worst that could happen was that he could stay. He didn't know any demonic cultivators, and he had nothing to do with those so-called corpse puppets, Nian beasts, or evil spirits. Even if they dragged the Judge up, it didn't matter. At best, he was just a master in disguise, but he hadn't claimed to be a true master! And with his current combat power, it wasn't wrong to call him a master, right?

As for the gray rat... he was not afraid if it insisted on hitting Feng Xue. At most, his lifespan would be locked. If his magic power was not enough, he would just drain his vitality. Compared to evil spirits and ghosts, he would not hesitate to fight cultivators and demons. If the gray rat dared to suck his vitality, it would end up being "degraded" on the spot. At that time, he would have the final say on who was the demon cultivator.

As for being crippled by the gray rat, that was even more impossible. Not to mention that he had escape techniques and other trump cards, first of all, the Xuan cultivators fighting the Nian Beast were nearby. If he really tried to draw a large amount of vital energy, the Nian Beast would definitely be attracted to him. Once the Nian Beast came, the Xuan cultivators would also come. Would they then fight the Nian Beast together? Or would they listen to the gray rat's one-sided story and leave the Nian Beast alone to attack him?
But now it seems that Feng Xue had thought too much about these calculations. The effect of the golden finger is far stronger than he imagined. It says that you can travel through time with just a bump, which means you can travel through time. There is no mention of speed, which means there are no requirements!

"But the first time I traveled back...was it because that world was the 'main world', and I had to go back according to the 'return of the king' light novel cliché? Or was it because when I crashed the locomotive, I was thinking, 'I wonder if I'll be able to travel back to my previous world?' If it's the latter, then the second time I traveled back, I seemed to be thinking, 'I hope I can't just go back and forth between two worlds.'"

Feng Xue was organizing his thoughts in his mind, but his body was not idle either. Although he didn't dare to refine his energy in a place he didn't understand, it didn't stop him from taking out his mobile phone to take pictures of the things around him.

The long-lost species identification app is online again, but this time, the results are not satisfactory.

"It's identified as a coconut, but the shape of the leaves is clearly wrong."

"How dare you identify a blade of grass as a banyan tree?"

"Zhao! Even I know this is moss, the question is what kind it is!"

After scanning the area where it landed, Feng Xue couldn't help but cover his head. There was no other way, the success rate of this thing was too low.

Of course, Feng Xue understood to some extent that this situation was most likely because the world they traveled to this time was not a parallel world of the Earth, and the species were all types that had not been recorded, but he still couldn't help feeling helpless.

After calming down, Feng Xue took out a drone and started taking aerial photos. This time, there weren't too many unexpected problems. The only problem was... "What kind of crap luck is this? Robinson's island is at least a hundred square kilometers, right? What about mine? Not even a square kilometer?"

Okay, this is a bit of an exaggeration, but considering that Feng Xue only circled around in ten minutes, I estimate that it was only two or three square kilometers at most.

Although there were some sparse trees and weeds on this small isolated island, he didn't see any animals. Although he just walked along the beach, based on the vegetation coverage on the island, he could see the north shore from the south shore if he raised his perspective a little. Such a small island obviously would not have any fresh water. At most, he would be lucky to see a few seabirds occasionally.

In such an environment, even if he could use spells like Rainfall to condense water vapor and obtain a small amount of fresh water, he couldn't rely solely on fishing for food, could he? Most importantly, he wouldn't be able to find a large enough vehicle to travel across the island again. He couldn't just cut down every tree on the island, could he? And he didn't have any nails or ropes!

As for going out to sea... considering the appearance of this shabby place, it doesn't seem like there will be any...

"people!"

Sometimes, a slap in the face comes really quickly. When Feng Xue walked around the island and returned to his original place, he vaguely saw a string of numbers from his over-the-shoulder perspective.

He originally thought it was a fish swimming closer to the sea surface, but the number over six digits inevitably attracted his attention.

Then, he raised his monocular and saw...

A floating corpse.

Well, he is still alive. Anyway, he is a humanoid object clinging to a wooden board, floating towards the island where Feng Xue is.

However, Feng Xue was not happy about this uninvited guest, because he noticed a problem -

There were no other wooden boards or anything similar next to this broken wooden board, and there was no garbage or anything like that on this beach.

In addition, the growth of trees on the island means that they are often submerged by tides, so this possibility is not true.

In other words, under normal circumstances, the ocean current should not push anything onto this beach.

In other words, this "person" floating towards this side is very likely awake and is actively moving towards this side through some means.

No matter from which angle, if a person in distress is conscious, it is impossible for him to float without raising his head, so this state must be a disguise!
So the question is, what reason does a stranded person who can only drift on the sea but still has a lifespan of more than 300 years have to disguise himself?

"It can't be the 'adventure' of a shipwrecked crew member in the Heroes of Might and Magic world, right?"

(End of this chapter)