I'm caught in the cycle of endless competition, you're waiting for me in the apocalypse.

The rain was pouring down, and Ruyi seemed like a small boat, drifting through the rain.

The group of orcs all closed their eyes to rest, except for An Xin, who was focused on her work.

She not only needs to drive quickly, but also observe her surroundings to prevent danger, putting the safety of everyone on the "ship" first.

An Xin was grateful that Di Ting was there to protect her and guide her like a ship's captain, pointing out where to go and what to do, greatly saving the energy she had to use to open her Heavenly Eye.

After traveling by boat for ten days, having covered half the distance, they encountered another thunderstorm and were about to rest when they unexpectedly came across a tiger tribe.

"Chief Yao!" Hu Nuo exclaimed excitedly as he stepped off the Ruyi, not caring at all that he was soaked by the heavy rain. The longing he had felt for his clansmen after not seeing them for over a hundred days finally erupted at this moment.

"Arno!" Chief Hu Yao probably didn't expect to meet Hu Nuo and the priest's group while on the road. He walked towards them with a happy expression.

Wu Ran looked around anxiously. An Xin patted him on the shoulder and pointed to a middle-aged orc carrying a large basket in the distance, saying, "A Ran, look, your father is over there."

Wu Ran looked back and saw a smile on his face. Regardless of the heavy rain, he ran through the forest, calling out to his father.

The Tiger Clan set off together with neighboring tribes, including the Black Panther Clan and the Hound Clan, who maintained close ties as tribal units and supported each other.

The group was large, so they took turns traveling. Half of the orcs transformed into animal forms to carry goods and people, while the other half rode and rested. The elderly, weak, women, and children were transported by their families.

However, there were many more elderly and infirm people in their group, so they were left behind at the back of the group, slowing down the progress.

An Xin thought that it would be good enough if they weren't abandoned by their tribe. Along the way, they had seen many wandering orcs, starving, cold, and helpless. She figured that most of them would die on the way before the great calamity arrived.

After a moment's thought, An Xin approached Hu Yao and asked calmly, "Clan Chief Hu Yao, is everything going smoothly?"

"Witch Doctor Xin, it's so good to see you! Thank you so much for teaching us weaving skills. The bamboo baskets and straw bags have come in very handy this time!" Hu Yao said gratefully, pointing to the basket on the giant tiger's back.

“Chief Huyao, I should be thanking you. You kept your promise and took good care of the more than 100 wandering orcs I brought with me. You even took them with you during this great escape.” An Xin bowed sincerely to express her gratitude.

Seeing this, Hu Yao hurriedly shook his head and scratched his head, saying shyly, "No, no, they are already our people. They help the tribe with daily work, and whether it's weaving or planting, they make the Tiger Clan and the surrounding tribes more prosperous. How could we abandon them and run away alone?"

“I knew I hadn’t misjudged you! I’ve come to you to borrow the wood-type and metal-type orcs from your team! I want to teach you how to make covered wagons so you can travel and rest at the same time.”

Hu Yao knew An Xin's abilities, and upon hearing her description, he was captivated. He hurriedly ran to other teams to find their clan leaders and share this good news.

Quickly select suitable wood-type and metal-type level beasts from various tribes, as well as personnel willing to learn and craft them.

He handed several spirit stones to Ao Jue, and with a wave of his hand, a large area of ​​space was isolated from the torrential rain. The orcs following An Xin and the others were all speechless with astonishment, bowing their heads to Ao Jue with adoring eyes.

Having resolved the issue of the torrential rain, An Xin calmed down, took a deep breath, and recalled the simple horse-drawn carriage she had seen in the museum.

She slightly raised her hands, and a powerful and pure green spiritual energy surged out from her body, instantly enveloping the surrounding trees.

With a gentle wave of her arm, the originally thick and sturdy trees seemed to be cleaved in two by an invisible giant axe, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Then, under the guidance of spiritual power, the trees were precisely and quickly chopped into smooth, flat, and uniformly thick plank-like materials.

With ease, An Xin's fingers flew across the paper, cutting the wood into various shapes and sizes and placing them on the ground.

With the timber prepared, she took out a large, heavy piece of iron ore from her spatial storage. The ore was entirely black, with a metallic sheen on its surface, clearly indicating it contained a rich amount of iron.

An Xin concentrated her mind, mobilizing the metal-elemental spiritual power within her body, and continuously pouring it into the iron ore in her hand. A buzzing sound rang out, and the iron ore began to tremble violently, with fine stone chips constantly peeling off its surface.

Gradually, a dark red light emanated from within the ore, growing brighter and brighter. Suddenly, with a loud "bang," the iron ore shattered, scattering countless black fragments in all directions. However, the iron elements within, under the control of An Xin's metal-elemental spiritual power, condensed into a mass of metallic liquid.

An Xin skillfully manipulated the molten iron, using exquisite techniques to shape it into various delicate and small parts.

Finally, An Xin waved her hands, like a conductor, skillfully combining the previously processed wood with the meticulously crafted parts.

After a period of intense and orderly work, a simple yet sturdy and durable caravan was finally presented to everyone.

When fitted onto the body of the giant tiger, the carriage can seat 6 to 8 people, and surprisingly, it moves with ease.

But there were no smooth roads in the beast world, and the long, bumpy ride made the orcs sitting inside pale and almost vomit.

An Xin thought for a moment. Since there was no rubber, she could only use the cotton cloth and hay in the space to weave a thick "tire" and fix it to the outside of the iron wheels to reduce vibration.

It's a short-term item, so I don't expect it to last long. I'll just make do for the next few days.

An Xin could only tell the orcs the truth, and they were surprised to find the object very convenient. Even without sitting on it, they could place items inside. With the shelter, there was no need to worry about the items getting wet.

Most importantly, when resting, the elderly, the weak, women and children can sit or lie down in it, instead of having to hide under the big tree as they do today.

The beastmen knew that it was very dangerous under the big tree when there was lightning, but if there were several covered vehicles now, then rain and similar dangers would not be a problem.

Seeing everyone's satisfaction, An Xin breathed a sigh of relief. She then patiently guided the beastmen in making even more covered wagons.

With everyone working together, they quickly had more than a dozen covered wagons. Having the wagons would surely speed up their journey considerably.

After spending half a day with the familiar tribes and orcs, An Xin and her group boarded the Ruyi again and headed toward their predetermined destination.

Five more days passed, and Anxin's space now contained dozens of different types of minerals.

Coal, salt ore, limestone, talc, sulfur, iron ore, kaolin, saltpeter, graphite, gypsum.

Anxin felt that she had enough to squander, so she stopped collecting such minerals and turned to herbs and food instead.

At this point in the space, neat piles of mines were stacked at the farthest point, while food and medicine were placed in various small yurts that appeared later, categorized by type.

Along the edge of the boundless forest, the bamboo was growing vigorously. Countless bamboo shoots sprouted every day. An Xin thought: Once we reach our destination and live together, Panda Han will be very happy to have so many tender bamboo shoots and tender bamboo buds every day.

In the nearby river, three "handsome fish" are having a fun water fight. Their tails are getting thicker and thicker, and their scales are shining brightly under the nourishment of the river water containing spiritual rain.

Originally, An Xin intended to expel the three mermaids from the space as instructed and let them travel on their own. However, they fell in love with the place so much that they discussed it with An Xin and promised to manage the space together with the four ghost generals in the future. They also handed over all the mermaid gauze.

Haigeer then took out a handful of pearls and gave them to Anxin, saying that she could play with them...

An Xin remained expressionless, repeatedly reminding everyone of the rules within the space, while inwardly she was overjoyed: Hehe, free labor and even jewelry and beautiful clothes offered in return, it's really too much, how can anyone refuse?

In the past few days, An Xin stopped piling minerals into the space, and the four ghost generals, led by Di Ting, began to ravage the wasteland on both sides of the river.

In fact, Anxin had long wanted to plant some crops so that the orcs could eat them when disaster struck.

Unexpectedly, Di Ting took on the task, saving An Xin a lot of brain cells and energy.

Give the potatoes, corn, peanuts, soybeans, wheat, etc. collected along the way to Di Ting, and without An Xin having to say a word, he will know which crops to plant together to increase yield, and what tools to use to tend the plants, etc.

—Finally, it's like an omniscient and omnipotent mythical beast.

………………

"what--"

"A high-level, demented eagle beast!"

"Quickly, protect Bileg!" The sounds of rain and screams mingled together, rising and falling.

The red-haired, mature woman from the Southern Territory, Crimson, shouted loudly while hurling a fireball at the orc.

Perhaps the heavy rain affected the fire, as the orcs suffered few casualties despite being attacked.

Bei Jingxuan Yang shot out several thick vines from his hands, finally managing to bind the giant eagle's claws.

"Take care of this giant eagle first!" Xuan Yang shouted hoarsely, gritting his teeth as he struggled against the frantically struggling giant eagle.

Goode transformed into a gyrfalcon, circling in the air, seizing every opportunity to strike the giant eagle.

The servants joined the crimson guards to stop the orcs' attack.

Priests of rank charged into the rain and fought the ferocious orcs.

After Xuan Yang and Gu De finally defeated the giant eagle, the orcs gradually lost ground.

With a leap, Zhu Hong entered the rear of the battle circle, grabbed an ugly and ferocious orc in one hand, frowned, and said sternly, "You are the leader of this group of orcs! Tell me, why did you attack us?"

The fierce-looking orc's face was full of stubbornness, as if he were the hero who would rather die than submit.

"Not going to talk? Hmph, how about enjoying the taste of the flames in my hand? Roasted grasshoppers? I wonder what it tastes like..." Zhu Hong squinted, playing with the flames in her hand, making them crackle.

Seeing that he still did not speak, Zhu Hong brought the fire close to his body until his animal hide smoked and emitted a burnt aroma.

In the end, even when Zhu Hong burned his skin with flames, he didn't scream out in pain...

Just as everyone was shocked by his indomitable spirit, the last living orc was brought here.

Seeing their leader in such a miserable state, the beastman was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed onto the muddy ground.

"If your leader won't talk, why don't you tell him?" Zhu Hong grabbed the orc leader by the neck, bent down, and coaxed the orc who was trembling on the ground.

"...I...I'll talk, as long as you don't kill me...I'll definitely talk!" the orc replied tremblingly.

"Okay!" After readily agreeing, Zhu Hong threw the furious leader to the ground and stomped on him, crippling one of his legs.

Finally, amidst immense pain, the orc leader let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Zhu Hong continued to press her foot harder against the orc leader's severed leg.

Hearing the leader's miserable screams and looking up at the female Rakshasa's perverted expression of enjoyment, the beastman trembled and blurted out everything.

Just as An Xin had guessed, the beastmen used a trick to kidnap the eagles and force them to become the mounts of the evil king and the upper beastmen. They planned to have a group of people take over the Jade Mountain Range first, while the beastmen in other strongholds would rob the beastmen of their supplies along the way!

Their mission was to ambush and kill Bileg and kidnap the priest.

Once the orcs lose their leader and their last refuge, the Evil King can easily rule the beast world, trampling other orcs under his feet and subjecting them to humiliation.

Their leader was a mindless fanatic of the evil emperor, loyal to him as if defending an ideal or belief, and obeying his every command.

"You traitor!" Upon hearing this, the leader suddenly sprang up, dragging his injured leg, and lunged at the orc, biting off his neck.

Blood splattered instantly, and the leader looked like a demon with a ferocious expression.

Zhu Hong was still in shock at the ferocity of the beast leader when, before she could recover, the beast leader pounced on her...

At that critical moment, a splinter pierced the leader's forehead with a "whoosh," instantly killing him.

Zhu Hong's heart, still pounding wildly, skipped a beat. Looking at the trajectory of the flying wooden spikes, she gave a bitter smile and said, "Thank you, Xuan Yang. I'm truly sorry for making you start killing again..."

"It's alright, your life is more important..."

The two tacitly agreed not to mention the matter again, and instead joined the orcs in cleaning up the battlefield.

After a while, back at the camp, Bileg walked over slowly, patted Xuan Yang on the shoulder, and said softly, "Killing evil people to save others does not mean you will start killing again... Rest for a while, there is no time for sentimentality, our journey is still long, and there is plenty of time in the future."

"Yes, Lord Bileg!" Xuan Yang nodded in agreement, then silently leaned against a giant tree, closing his eyes to rest.

………………

Just as things had calmed down here, a huge upheaval was brewing in the azure sea.

The startled marine life panicked and swam desperately towards the shallows...

Seafloor tremors are becoming increasingly frequent.

Several small islands in the middle of the sea are volcanoes spewing gas.

The sea beastmen, led by the merfolk, had long since set off towards the Nanyi River on land.

As we approached the estuary, an astonishing scene unfolded: the seawater rapidly receded!

"Oh no! A tsunami!" The most powerful and beautiful male merman shouted the most terrifying words in the loudest voice.

All the sea creatures knew the power of the tsunami, and immediately mustered all their strength to swim desperately with their families, trying to get as far away from the area as possible.

Fortunately, the tsunami did not cause widespread casualties. Because the undersea earthquake did not reach a sufficient intensity, the tsunami's height and force also did not produce terrifying scenes.

However, none of the sea beastmen felt any relief, for they all knew that if the energy accumulated to a certain level, the world-destroying tsunami and floods would surely destroy the beast world.

The world is quietly accumulating energy. Once the quantitative change reaches a qualitative change, it will trigger a shift in the world's polarities, leading to a series of disasters. Can the beastmen really escape death? What will their future hold?