Chapter 905: Next Area

"Where is this?"

He asked subconsciously; Chen Yangtian, face full of suspicion, followed and looked around.

Everywhere was a mess; moreover, they were still in a deep pit cave, unable to see anything.

"Memory flood..."

He answered casually; the silver-haired man looked unwilling to say more, not wanting to over-explain.

After a moment, he casually cast a mark, imprinting it on the underground bedrock, then took out a bone-like existence, closed his eyes, and concentrated, as if communicating with someone.

Just as Chen Yangtian felt uneasy and was about to speak again, the silver-haired man's face suddenly showed a smile, and he slowly said:

"Let's go."

"Go after Lin An; he should have already entered the next area."

"Boom!!"

He rushed into the sky; in the distance, infected beings linked in black lines heard the sound and came attacking.

A few helicopters also hovered in midair.

This human world is like ants in a cave, ignorant, having been injected with mercury.

"Shush-shush"

In the depths of the winding tunnel, Mo Ling's tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

She glanced at the body not far away, not knowing whether her head controlled her body or the body had crawled over on its own, patiently reattaching her head.

Her face was pale.

Only after carefully sensing that the pursuers had indeed left did she dare to exhale the breath she had been holding.

Although, she might not even need to breathe.

She frowned slightly, touched the somewhat burning wound on her neck, and realized that this time she had not properly reattached her head.

But there was no time to dwell on it.

Using hands and feet, after barely determining the approximate position, little Mo Ling crawled weakly toward the ground.

She had already delayed too long.

She did not know what Lin An would encounter upon fleeing to the next area, nor how long it would take the pursuers to catch up to him.

She only knew that she needed to obtain the crystal skull as soon as possible; only then would there be hope to help Lin An.

Zombie.. come over!

Wave after wave of invisible ripples strained to spread, summoning the only living zombie in this world.

On the ground, rebar was exposed.

A zombie cradling the crystal skull, upon hearing the faint summoning, let out a dazed howl.

He staggered, pushing through the dense infected, breaking the encirclement, and advanced toward the direction of the summoning.

With the skull cradled in his arms, he running through the ruins was like an athlete on a track, his pace gradually quickening.

"Whoosh!!"

A sonic boom erupted.

After ten consecutive Blinks, Lin An somewhat unexpectedly made a rough perception of what was behind him.

Unexpectedly.

The pursuers, who had been relentlessly chasing, actually seemed to have stopped in place after he activated Blink.

It seemed as if they did not care that he was fleeing to the next area.

Unable to do as he wished, Lin An hesitated briefly, but still decided to accelerate and charge into the next area.

In the distance, that was the white line dividing each area.

The white line shrouded in black mist resembled lime on a playground after rain, looking somewhat gloomy.

There was nothing to think about.

Lin An did not think the opponent would give up the chase, nor would he feel afraid just because he had killed an intermediate-level being.

That high-level entity's strength was far beyond what an intermediate-level could match.

As for losing track of him, that was also unlikely.

He must have had something implanted in him; otherwise, the opponent would have no reason to pursue him from outside the Heiyu.

But after repeatedly using his mental power to scan his whole body, Lin An also failed to find any mark left by the opponent.

Helpless, he could only give up.

He thought it must be some special means, and likely left in the trial space.

After all, after returning to reality, he had hardly come into contact with anyone.

As for who exactly, Lin An had also considered it, but there were too many targets, and he lacked sufficient information to pinpoint the opponent.

But among all the suspects, the most suspicious were Chen Yangtian and Andre.

The former had behaved abnormally; combined with the information from the dead officer's mouth, it could actually be linked to the YiKongjian.

The latter had ample opportunity to leave a mark, and after comparing the seized space crystals, Lin An found that the blocking methods used by both sides were almost identical.

In his thoughts, the Second Will seemed to provide him with ideas, speaking calmly:

('If the pursuers are due to an anomaly in a Military Region producing a YiKongjian passage, or if it's Andre, that would still be fine.')

('After all, your fame is too great; these YiKongjian invaders can easily know of your existence, so wanting to eliminate you beforehand is not surprising.')

('Otherwise, if you were to close the passage before it even opened, the loss for them would be too great.')

('And on Andre's side, he might also be in contact with some force within Huaxia. Although the pursuers' strength doesn't seem like something he could produce, we also cannot rule out that he has special means.')

He nodded slightly,

Lin An could understand the meaning of the Second Will.

Indeed, Andre had created a third‑rank puppet in a death match, so he couldn't rule out that it was the opponent's ability.

After all, Andre's position and the resources he could mobilize constituted an entire North American war zone.

But his instinct told him that the existence behind the pursuers was probably the worst possible scenario.

If the pursuers came from the military, or even from the capital side...

That would mean these beings, who look just like humans, likely have enough ability to replace the entire high level.

If we speculate toward the worst outcome...

In my past life, the capital fell mysteriously, and the escape plan was activated... Could it also be related to this group of pursuers?

Before the apocalypse broke out, they recalled the heads of all major military regions in advance, and after the apocalypse they frenziedly consumed supplies from surrounding war zones...

The underground city plan, the disappeared legion of Awakened Ones...

Originally unrelated clues, once pieced together, Lin An suddenly felt something strange.

Could it be that the existence of the YiKongjian had already appeared when the apocalypse broke out?

If that's the case, many things could be explained.

It seems the Doomsday Game, or rather the disaster of the Huaxia war zone in my past life, is not as simple as what I saw.

He sighed, and Lin An suppressed the mass of chaotic clues.

After continuous flight, almost exhausting his spiritual energy, his figure suddenly stalled.

The next region, we've arrived.

He took a deep breath, gazing at the white line representing the boundary, Lin An silently converted a bit of attribute together with vitality into spiritual energy once again.

After barely recovering to one‑third of his spiritual energy reserves, he decisively stepped inside.

The next second, a mechanical system prompt sounded, as usual:

"Current area, 【Embroidered Shoes】"

Gloomy, dim.

Just as he stepped inside, Lin An only felt the world spin, and the scene before him instantly changed into a dust‑filled living room.

Like the windows of an 1980s‑era room, pasted with dark green paper, tightly shut.

To the right, there was a half‑open bedroom.

Beside the bed, a pair of blood‑bright cloth shoes sat under the bed, facing the headboard.