The Herrocky Mountain Range was huge.
How big was it? No one knew the answer.
Firstly, during the Purple Moon era, some of the most precious relics of the old civilization somehow lost their function.
The precious relics included but were not limited to the satellites launched by the old civilization, the intimidating firearms, the world network, and so on.
If it were not for that, the old civilization would not have collapsed so quickly.
During the early stages of the Purple Moon era, humans would not have had such a hard time, and after a hundred years, some of them would have returned to the primitive era, just like Safety Sector No. 17.
Secondly, during the Purple Moon era, the air dominance no longer belonged to humans. Instead, all sorts of unimaginably powerful vicious beasts occupied the skies.
It was difficult for humans to travel long distances in the air. Flying a distance of more than a thousand miles was the privilege of a select few.
Traveling a distance of more than 3,000 kilometers would require the use of the precious large flyer.
As for any further distance, humans would have to give up on it because from a probability perspective, the further the distance, the higher the chance of encountering danger.
The danger was something that even the most advanced and powerful flyer could not withstand.
The Herrocky Mountain Range definitely spanned more than 3,000 kilometers, so humans could not precisely measure the size and terrain of the Herrocky Mountain Range like the old civilization did.
Of course, there were scientists who tried to map the whole world with all sorts of methods, but none of them succeeded.
However, some scientists suggested that the Herrocky Mountain Range had a total of 56 branches and there were all sorts of complicated terrains within the range, including grasslands, jungles, stone forests, swamps, and even a desert. The range spanned more than 10,000 kilometers.
Bullsh * t! It was all bullsh * t!
Based on the documents left behind by the old civilization, there was no mountain range of such scale.
Moreover, the Herrocky Mountain Range was not the biggest mountain range on this planet. It was not even in the top five.
The scientist who suggested the range of the Herrocky Mountain Range replied calmly, "Whether you believe it or not, you should accept the truth. What is the truth? The truth is that I've spent 20 years measuring the Herrocky Mountain Range with my feet.
"The truth is, after our planet entered the Purple Moon era, it might not be the planet that we know anymore. It may change from day to day. "
"Measuring the Herrocky Mountains with your feet?" She closed the notebook. It was a precious notebook with all kinds of excerpts from the briefings. It was one of her most important possessions.
She longed for knowledge, longed to understand the world.
However, her gains were limited, and the burden was heavy. She could only try her best to learn and see as much as she could.
The Santos Branching Ridge entered the rainy season in autumn.
The dense autumn rain did not stop, and it lasted for several days at a time.
However, this was also the best season, especially in the Santos Branching Ridge. Many plants had matured and would bring abundant food for the team. They could also collect many useful medicinal herbs.
It was a season of blessings.
"Is the rain getting lighter?" She kept the notebook and stuffed it into the animal pelt bag that she sewed herself. She then walked out of the cave that she used as a temporary shelter from the rain and looked at the sky.
It was much smaller. If one did not sense it carefully, they would not be able to feel the scattered raindrops.
After all, it had been raining for three days. There should be a short break today. This was the experience gained from wandering in the Herrocky Mountains for many years.
Otherwise, she would not have gone out to collect herbs alone.
When she walked out of the cave, the ground was still slippery, but it did not stop her. She walked quickly and steadily with the help of a tree staff.
She had grown up in the mountains, so she was used to all kinds of things in the mountains, including walking on the slippery ground.
She had to hurry up. She hoped that the field of ripening octagon fruits would not be devoured by some mutated insects or wild beasts.
The Santos Branching Ridge was not peaceful at the moment. Fully-armed patrols would appear from time to time, which made people feel uneasy. What were they trying to do?
As a result, the creatures that lived in the mountains were the most sensitive. They might have sensed something unusual, so they became a little restless and refused to stay in their own territories or caves.
A field of ripening octagon fruits was tempting to them since it was a good medicine to replenish blood and energy. Those sensitive creatures would devour it without a second thought.
Is it just to catch that Tang Ling? Ro Xin grumbled in her heart. She could not help but complain when she thought about the precious herbs that she had spent so much effort to find being devoured.
She was not isolated from the news. After all, the Ro Drifter Squad would often pass through some large safety sectors or even safety cities. Sometimes, they would run into some adventurer groups and merchant groups, so she would always gather information in time.
Tang Ling's case was sensational and almost made it to the headlines all over the world. Since it happened nearby, a friendly merchant group brought her the news two days ago, so Ro Xin knew about it.
However, the Ro Drifter Squad never stepped out of the Herrocky Mountains because it was the territory they were familiar with.
Therefore, be it Tang Feng, the Dragon Army, or Tang Ling, Ro Xin did not care about any of them. She just did not want the peaceful life of the squad to be destroyed.
With that in mind, Ro Xin arrived at the edge of the mountainside.
The red stamen octagon fruits that she had seen from afar and purposely memorized the location were growing there.
She smiled when she saw the patch of red from afar.
Fortunately, the patch of red stamen octagon fruits was still there and was not damaged at all. She could pluck them back and mix them with some other herbs to make Blood and Qi-replenishing Pills, which could boost the strength of the warriors in the squad.
If everything went smoothly, their group might be strong enough to enter the Ninth Ruins that was marked in the mountain range during winter.
The Ninth Ruins was a knot in the Ro Drifter Squad's heart, a wish, and …
Thinking about all the things that she had and did not have, she was slightly excited.
Ro Xin arrived at the patch of red stamen octagon fruits.
She stabbed her wooden staff deep into the ground and used it as a foothold. She squatted down and observed her surroundings.
In just two days, the octagon fruits had fully ripened. The faint purple leaves had turned into a deep purple, and the white octagonal fruit was swaying in the wind. There was even a red stamen at the top of the fruit.
It was the uniqueness of the octagon fruit. When the fruit was ripe, the stamen was still there.
It even looked a little cute.
There was no danger in the sky.
She was at the edge of the mountainside, so there were only clusters of weeds and sparse shrubs. There was no danger either.
After a careful look at the bushes, there was no danger either.
With a smile, Ro Xin grabbed her staff with one hand and started to pluck the octagon fruits with the other.
However, the octagon fruits were too close to the edge, so Ro Xin had to adjust the position of her staff to collect the bigger and better octagon fruits.
Ro Xin was fast and did not waste any time.
Being alone in the wild, even in the most familiar terrain, accidents were bound to happen.
Only by being fast could one avoid accidents. It was the only rule of survival in the mountains.
However, no matter how careful she was, accidents still happened!
A sharp pain came from Ro Xin's hand. She looked up and felt a chill in her heart. An Yi Luo blue-shelled hemp centipede that had been lurking at the edge of the cliff jumped out and bit her finger accurately.
The centipede was a Level 1 mutated insect that was very common in the Santos Branching Ridge. It was venomous and could make one lose control and twitch very quickly.
On top of that, the centipede rarely lived in groups. Whenever one appeared, a second one would follow.
Usually, Ro Xin would have some antidote in her backpack, but today, she was at the edge of the slippery cliff and had to hold her staff to maintain her balance.
She did not have the luxury of time to hesitate. She quickly retracted her bitten hand and struggled to take her backpack with one hand. She watched a dozen centipedes crawl up to her while she opened her backpack with one hand and searched for the antidote.
Some of the centipedes crawled up her pants and started to bite her. One, two …
Ro Xin's body started to twitch uncontrollably. She held the antidote, but the twitching prevented her from holding it tight.
She tried again and again, but a dozen centipedes swarmed her and injected their venom generously, causing her to twitch even more violently.
Am I going to die here? Will I die to the venom of the insignificant blue-shelled centipedes?
Not only did Ro Xin twitch violently, but she was also losing control of her body. She almost lost her grip on the staff. The violent twitching coupled with the slippery soil caused her body to slide towards the edge of the cliff.
"Argh!" She screamed in shock. Her twisted fingers could no longer hold on to the wooden staff. She rolled over the field of octagonal fruits and tumbled down the cliff at the mountainside.
It was at that moment that a black figure dashed over from the other side and grabbed Ro Xin's arm with an unusually cold hand.
He pulled Ro Xin up forcefully.
Before Ro Xin could get a clear look at him, he quickly grabbed one of the blue-shelled centipedes and placed it on his arm.
One, two, three … A total of a dozen blue-shelled centipedes were placed on the person's arm, back, and body.
They were forced to inject venom after venom into them.
Then, they twitched and fell to the ground, dead.
"Do you need help?" A pleasant male voice with a hint of a teenager's voice came from the person.
He was wearing a black mantle that covered his face, so Ro Xin could not see his face clearly.
However, other than trusting him, she had no other choice.
"That wooden bottle in my backpack, the one with the round belly. Pour me the antidote." Ro Xin told him where the antidote was. Although she was pulled up, she was still twitching uncontrollably and could not move at all.
She must be ugly! As a girl, Ro Xin was a little concerned, but what else could she do? Under such circumstances, the person did not say anything.
The man did not say anything. He quickly took out the bottle of antidote from her backpack and poured it into her mouth.
The slightly spicy antidote went down her throat and immediately stopped the twitching. Ten seconds later, her body recovered from the feeling of losing control.
Ro Xin drank some more antidote and poured some on the bites to slowly recover.
It was a close call today. It seemed like she was not careful enough.
She tidied her hair and clothes and said to the person, "Thank you."
"Are you alright?" the person asked calmly.
"Mm-hmm."
"I'll be going then." He turned around and left.
She looked at his back and then at the blue centipede carcasses all over the ground. She suddenly thought of something and called out, "Hey, you, are you …?"
She wanted to ask if the person was poisoned. However, it sounded a little presumptuous.
The person heard her call and wanted to turn around, but for some reason, his body wobbled and he fell to the ground.
Then, he stopped breathing, only his body twitching non-stop.
"The poison is acting up. The blue centipede's poison is acting up." As a herbalist, Ro Xin instinctively came up with such a conclusion. She could not resist her professional habit and ran over.
She pulled the person's black mantle away and when she saw the person's condition, she could not help but gasp.
He was only wearing a singlet under the mantle.
Other than his neck and face, the rest of his body was covered in a layer of icy blue.
The shade of the icy blue was uneven and there was a tinge of dark brown mixed in. Ro Xin was very familiar with the dark brown color. It was the color of the blue centipede's poison.
What is this person doing? How did the blue centipede's poison get so deep into his body?
What kind of body does he have to be able to resist so much poison?
The person was still twitching on the ground, which was a sign that the blue centipede's poison was acting up.
If the poison was not neutralized in time, his organs would start to twitch violently until his heart spasmed and he died.
Without a second thought, Ro Xin took out a small knife from her backpack and made a few cuts at the spot where the dark brown poison was the most concentrated.
At the same time, she grabbed the antidote powder and struggled to turn the person around. She wanted to pour the antidote powder into his mouth.
When she saw the person's face, she could not help but be stunned. Why is it him?
Why is it the young man who dominated the headlines in the newspaper? Why is he Tang Ling?!
Why is he still in the Santos Branching Ridge in such a miserable state and crave the blue centipede's poison like a madman? Why is he so deeply poisoned?
What happened to his body?
Ro Xin had some thoughts in her mind, but she did not hesitate to pour the antidote powder into Tang Ling's mouth.
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