Crossing the wilderness to survive, starting with a broken kitchen knife.

Just as Bell was charging at Tang Hao and Liu Yu with all his might, a member of the Eagle Regiment behind him suddenly defected. He quickly crushed a magic scroll, and instantly, an invisible wind blade appeared from nowhere, striking Bell squarely in the back. Even with the flames and armor protecting him, he instantly lost consciousness and stumbled to the ground, unconscious.

Tang Hao and Liu Yu's expressions lit up with joy. How could they miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? They attacked from both sides, their broadswords and longswords slashing at Bell from two different angles, but their strikes were empty. Somehow Bell had no idea how to save himself, but he had vanished without realizing it, leaving Liu Yu feeling frustrated.

But with Bell's departure, the overall situation here has been decided, and the result is still acceptable to the Alliance of Light.

Liu Yu took a long breath, holding a long sword, and looked coldly at the remaining members of the Eagle Group.

"Bell has already escaped, are you still going to resist?"

The remaining Eagles exchanged glances, then several dropped their weapons and watches, clearly familiar with the surrender process, having apparently done it many times. Only a few warriors, those with red flames tattooed on their chests, refused to surrender, angrily lashing out at the surrendering survivors and vowing to die for their lord.

"It seems that these people are soldiers recruited from the barracks. What do you think we should do, Chief?"

Tang Hao slashed a refusing Eagle Regiment soldier with his sword and turned to question Liu Yu. Liu Yu simply waved his hand, deciding the soldiers' fate. He then led some of his men to the top floor, where the control center for the protective light curtain was located. There was still a red-haired old man inside who had yet to be dealt with. Liu Yu was worried that the enemy would learn of Bell's escape and the Eagle Regiment's defeat. In a rage, he removed the light curtain, seeking a decisive battle.

However, to Liu Yu's surprise, the red-haired old man seemed to have known what was happening below and calmly surrendered by throwing down his watch. Liu Yu's face changed and he checked his watch. Sure enough, the backpack was empty, presumably he had moved it away.

Liu Yu suppressed his anger and said sinisterly.

"Are you sure I won't kill you?"

The red-haired old man sneered and looked at Liu Yu. He could see a strong murderous intent in his eyes. He felt a chill on his back and cold sweat on his forehead, but he still responded calmly.

"It seems that you don't know your situation yet. If you really kill me, you will be doomed."

There were only him and the red-haired old man in the control center. Liu Yu changed his usual gentle and humble image, kicked the red-haired old man to the ground, and cursed angrily.

"Old Biden, I've already taken control of that protective light curtain. You're useless now. I'm sending you to see the King of Hell. Oh, and for you, it's like seeing God."

When the red-haired old man saw Liu Yu really drew his sword, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He didn't dare to pretend anymore and quickly revealed his trump card.

"Wait a minute, you've all been poisoned by the young master's fire poison. If you don't treat it, you could die at any time."

Liu Yu paused with his raised sword, unsure of the truth of the other party's words. After thinking it over again and again, he put down the sword and kicked the red-haired old man's leg again.

"What kind of fire poison is that? Tell the truth and save yourself from further suffering."

……

Zhang Shi was supervising the prisoners' work in the mining area when he saw Zhang Dazhuang running towards him. Seeing Zhang Shi, he immediately shouted loudly. Zhang Shi frowned, seeing Zhang Shi's loss of composure, and guessed that he might have something important to report. Then, with a flash of shadow steps, he flashed behind Zhang Dazhuang.

"Slow down, what's wrong?"

Zhang Dazhuang was startled. When he saw that it was Zhang Shi, he let go of the long knife in his hand and pointed in the direction of the north bank and said.

"Over there, there's a boat passing by."

Zhang Shi was stunned, all kinds of guesses flashed through his mind, and then he armed himself fully and led a team of people to the north bank port to check the situation.

After arriving at the place, Zhang Shi saw that Zhao Feng had already led the fleet to surround the enemy.

It was a white cruise ship, exquisitely decorated and luxurious. It looked like it was built by a system, not something a survivor could construct. On the ship, three scruffy men were gazing nervously at the fleet, weapons clenched in their hands. They seemed to be passing by by chance, otherwise they wouldn't be so nervous and panicked.

Zhang Shi came to the shore and carefully examined the three people's appearances, and couldn't help but laugh inwardly. The three people on the cruise ship were all familiar faces. They were Wang Wu, Zhu Dachang, and Xiaobai, who had been frequently in the chat channel before. Zhang Shi couldn't help but feel a little curious about how these three people got together and why they appeared at his doorstep.

Driven by his emotions, Zhang Shi quickly approached the cruise ship in his landing craft. Once they were within striking distance, he used his Shadow Step to dart onto the ship, startling Cheng Xiaobai so much that he screamed and nearly threw his spear. At the crucial moment, Wang Wu pinned him down. Looking at the vast fleet, Wang Wu knew that if they really engaged in a fight, the three of them would be in for a disaster.

"Brother, we are just passing by. We don't mean to disturb you. We won't disclose any information here. Please be kind and let us go."

Wang Wu first lowered his posture and tried to communicate with this dangerous man covered in armor.

Zhang Shi did not respond, but walked around the deck by himself, carefully observing the settings of the cruise ship. After confirming that there was no offensive equipment, he asked lightly.

"What do you do? Why are you here? Where did you get this ship?"

Faced with Zhang Shi's three consecutive questions, the three of them looked at each other, and then Wang Wu stepped forward to answer them one by one.

"Brother, you know, since the flood, many survivors have been displaced, and even survival has become a problem. They have no choice but to band together for warmth and seek refuge with certain organizations. Teleportation is not available to everyone, and there are many restrictions. Those survivors who want to reach the organization's base need us. To put it bluntly, our business is like a sea taxi, and we occasionally undertake some freight business."

"As for stumbling upon it by chance, it was purely coincidental. We took a job yesterday and were returning home after delivering the client. We encountered a storm at sea and were deviated from our course. We saw an island in the distance and decided to come here to rest. Unexpectedly, it was owned by someone. Please forgive us if we have offended you."

"As for the last question, I got this cruise ship from a dungeon a while ago. It just happened to coincide with the flood, so it became our means of making a living."