Chapter 11: My Region is Extremely Dangerous, I Urgently Need Wonders for Help

In the Era of Descent, those with better luck who were born into civilized regions often received unified funding from the Descender Organization.

Everyone was allocated a certain amount of supplies and survival tools, but the allocated amount was extremely limited because the vast majority of Descenders had no ability to work or communicate.

Although they had undergone training and gained understanding within school, those who could clearly speak the languages of the other worlds were few in number; the vast majority needed to undergo training within the other worlds after descending, taking the supplies issued by the school and society to begin their second lives.

This is also the reason why the teacher had to give a speech and warnings afterward.

Of course, a down-and-out person like Li Ang, who was born in the Norsca Ice Field, was completely outside the scope of these benefits.

Walking out of the school, there were not a few students like Li Ang who left midway. Many unlucky people, just like Li Ang, were born in dangerous regions.

Looking at some of the weary-looking students, I fear they had already "boxed" (died) shortly after landing.

Some parents waiting outside, seeing their children come out early, also revealed expressions of disappointment, but they didn't say anything, just silently took their children away.

In such a short time, although there had been a certain degree of arrangement and thoughts regarding exploration of the other world, the vast majority of people still acted according to the inertia of their past lives. They did not treat this matter as something too serious.

However, for Li Ang, it was not so.

His departure was not at all because he was incapable; on the contrary, he had long ago made up his mind to stay away from these Descenders and develop on his own.

Carrying the unique "orphan" buff of a transmigrator, the survival state where his classmates in class were either animals or mentally ill, and the even more expected transmigrator-specific situation where the teacher was no good either, Li Ang's departure did not cause much of a stir.

The teacher did not pursue it, the classmates did not care, and Li Ang just walked all the way to his home like this and locked himself in his room.

Yet after a long while, the teenager covered under the quilt finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Heh... hehehehe... hahahahahaha!!!"

Laughing wildly at his own situation under the quilt, Li Ang felt his mood was incredibly high.

After laughing wildly for a while, Li Ang crawled out from under the quilt, took a deep breath, and then looked at the world outside the windowsill.

The dense forest of reinforced concrete did not care about the joy or sorrow of a certain teenager; it just sat there quietly, as if no one could disturb the tranquility of this city.

What could be better than this? Watching the brilliant and dazzling light under the setting sun, Li Ang sat on a chair and sighed.

In that school, he had absolutely no friends, nor was there any room for the so-called "being slapped in the face." Today was the last day of going to school, and he wouldn't have any contact with the so-called classmates.

What was there to show off or get slapped in the face for after running to Norsca? What was there to keep in touch for? They wouldn't even bring Li Ang along if they held a meeting. As for that kind of kind, cute, and helpful female classmate who is supposed to appear and trigger the plot, Li Ang hadn't even seen a shadow of one.

And this ability to descend into another world, apart from the warning needed for the very first descent, allowed for free choice of leaving and entering for the rest of the time.

As long as it didn't cause this body to starve to death, one could basically immerse oneself in another world all the time.

So, was there any need for him to have any connection with those so-called classmates? Absolutely none.

Not at all.

"In any case, first prepare the food, and then do some real work..."

Ordering high-energy food and vitamin drinks online that could last for a month, Li Ang incidentally registered his brand-new Descender identity on the official Descender website and began to gradually browse through information useful to him.

For three years, he had been absorbing all kinds of knowledge like a sponge, just waiting for this day. Research into the other world was gradual, but the daily discoveries were incredibly numerous; three years of preparation only allowed Li Ang to roughly lock onto some regions and key points.

According to the knowledge learned in school, the Norsca Ice Field could be said to be the worst region among all Human starting points, perhaps even without equal.

But at the same time, because the Norsca Ice Field had absolutely no value, it was actually the one that required the least money among all official regions. After all, exploring the other world is not easy, and if one wants knowledge to circulate, it often requires a certain amount of interest-based inducement.

Verified information regarding Human civilization regions, such as the Old World nations, Erathia, the Dwarf Mountains, Castano, and other such kingdoms, were sold online for anywhere from several hundred to over a thousand yuan per copy.

They were updated at any time and had a full set of anti-counterfeiting and detailed authentication marks to ensure the safety and interests of the purchaser.

But for a place like the Norsca Ice Field, which could be considered a "backwater of backwaters," much of the data was publicly available for free out of humanitarian considerations.

Because the people born in this place were truly too miserable; if they didn't help each other, they probably wouldn't survive at all.

And among the data Li Ang searched for, the data related to the Norsca Ice Field was gradually recorded into his mind.

"... Compared to the outside world, the Norsca Ice Field is the region that penetrates deepest into the Chaos Demon Realm. The poles of this planet have long been tainted by Magic and Chaos Space, and the Norsca Ice Field is, in a sense, an extension of this twisted scar."

"This is the most dangerous region in the world, filled with demons and insane Raiders everywhere; there is no peace or civilization to speak of."

"On that vast ice field, countless twisted magical constructs emerge, and one can even see fortresses built against reason in the depths of the ice field. Those buildings that look like pipe organs are proof of the Dark God manipulating the Winds of Magic."

"No one knows how vast the Norsca Ice Field really is, and no one knows what exists in the Chaos Wasteland behind it."

"It is only roughly recorded that in the depths of the Chaos Wasteland, there is a twisted tree that seems to cover the sky, as well as many cursed, gigantic Wonders. They were once famous in history, but ultimately fell silent within the Chaos Wasteland."

"..."

Alright, in any case, first let the Norscans develop, and then go into the Chaos Wasteland to find some Wonders.

The effect of a planet-level Wonder is already this explosive; wouldn't more of them turn the world upside down?

By then, it won't be up to them to say anything.

Looking at those fragmented eyewitness reports, Li Ang memorized some landmark locations, and then quickly found other things he wanted to find on the website.

"Captain of the Emperor's Hammer Cruiser, New World Guild..."

Looking at the identity of the strongest player currently announced by the Advent Faction appearing in the search column, Li Ang looked at the contact information above, as well as that very confident guild banner, and fell into deep thought.

Although he didn't want to get involved with his classmates, player connections were still necessary.

These players spread all over the world always have all kinds of strange relationship networks.

When his city develops to a certain degree, counting on the Norscan trade network at that time will be impossible. Marking players and utilizing their trade network is the correct choice.

"In short, write down everything useful; it won't be too late to adjust the route later..."

Looking at the various data and guild recruitment advertisements published on the official website, Li Ang's gaze was immersed in the ocean of information, until the knocking sound of the delivery woke him up.

(End of chapter)