Chapter 14: The Camp of the Fallen
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Everyone understood what Chen Anjiang meant: he had no intention of handing over the water resources.
Lei Wei was displeased, but still forced himself to speak calmly. “Chen Anjiang, if I remember correctly, you used to be the manager of the Operations Department at our Lei Group. You’ve followed me for so many years, and you still don’t trust my character?”
Chen Anjiang seemed to have no intention of hiding anything anymore. He said bluntly, “Boss Lei, you said the same thing when you asked us to hand over our food, talking about how resources would be distributed collectively. But when we asked you to list the supplies that had been handed over, you refused.”
“To be perfectly honest, Boss Lei, we secretly did the calculations ourselves. After setting aside the food distributed to the brothers, you still have at least dozens of units of food in your possession. Why not use it to trade for water and help everyone get through this crisis?”
Chen Anjiang’s words had exposed everything Lei Wei had been hiding.
Lei Wei had never been a good-tempered man to begin with. Seeing Chen Anjiang show him no respect, he immediately exploded. “Chen Anjiang, you ungrateful bastard, what nonsense are you spouting!? If you’re unwilling to hand over your resources, then get out of our discussion group! Don’t stand there babbling rubbish. From now on, the Lei Group will no longer welcome you!”
The atmosphere in the discussion group became extremely oppressive.
Until now, Lei Wei’s threats had always been effective. The others in the discussion group might have been furious, but they had not dared to speak out. After all, no one wanted to be separated from the group in this unfamiliar world.
But now, the situation had changed.
A moment later, a notification appeared.
[Chen Anjiang has left the discussion group…]
What was more, Chen Anjiang’s departure seemed to set off a chain reaction.
Wang Peng, Liu Feirui, Zhang Yamin…
One familiar name after another left the discussion group.
Lei Wei’s face turned livid, as though water might drip from it. The discussion group fell utterly silent, and no one dared to say a word.
The same scene was unfolding across countless teams, large and small.
When it truly came down to life and death, who still cared whether you were some boss or manager?
The world was vast, but one’s own life mattered most.
The teams these people had assembled appeared unbearably fragile in the face of crisis.
There were even several simultaneous flame wars breaking out in the chat channel, throwing the situation into chaos.
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Han Xing watched their arguments with amusement.
Just then, Cheng Yong suddenly sent a message in the discussion group.
“Brothers, we need to conserve our water. I saw people in the chat channel nearly tear each other apart over a little water.”
“I still have eight hundred milliliters here. If anyone is running short, say so. Hang in there and let’s get through this crisis first.”
Shen Yun then said, “I still have five or six hundred milliliters as well. Getting through today won’t be a problem. What about you, Brother Xing?”
Han Xing replied, “I still have a few hundred milliliters too. Don’t worry about me. Just use yours sparingly.”
The two men solemnly agreed and encouraged each other for a while.
Afterward, Han Xing found Shen Yun and traded him the skill book he had just obtained.
Holy Light Restoration was the only healing skill available to priests in the early stages. At a critical moment, it could save a life.
Shen Yun naturally understood how precious the skill book was and thanked him solemnly.
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Han Xing closed the discussion group.
He looked at the badge attributes he had just obtained through the trade.
[Warrior Badge: A badge awarded by a certain race to its warriors. When equipped, Strength +1.]
“It has an additional attribute effect?”
Han Xing was somewhat surprised. He had thought it was merely an ordinary crafting material, never expecting this unexpected bonus.
By then, he had gathered all the materials needed to craft the green-quality beast-hide coat, so Han Xing immediately clicked Craft.
Green light flashed before his eyes, and a thirty-second progress bar appeared.
When the progress bar ended, a system notification appeared.
[Beast-Hide Coat crafted successfully (Green)]
[Beast-Hide Coat (Green), Quality—Fine, Defense 3–5, Strength +1 (granted by the Warrior Badge), Agility +2, Special Effect—Basic Magic Resistance.]
[Basic Magic Resistance: When receiving magic damage, reduces the damage by 10%.]
“Excellent attributes!” Han Xing praised sincerely.
He equipped it at once.
The next moment, Han Xing suddenly felt a cool leather garment appear on his body.
The coat had been made from the hide of a jungle green python, so its exterior was covered in green scales.
A leather badge had also been stitched over the chest, bearing the image of an ancient tree.
Although its appearance was somewhat unsettling, Han Xing felt a steady sense of security after putting it on.
Now that he had new equipment, Han Xing decided to continue exploring.
Ahead of him floated two clouds, one large and one small.
The larger one was about the size of a helipad, covering at least thirty square meters by a rough estimate—larger even than Han Xing’s territory.
The smaller one covered only five or six square meters.
Han Xing set his sights on the smaller cloud.
However, as he passed near the larger cloud, he seemed to hear the faint sound of running water.
“Water?”
Han Xing stopped immediately and tilted his head to listen.
Gurgle…
“It really is water!”
Han Xing confirmed that he had not heard incorrectly. The sound coming from within the cloud suggested that it very likely contained fresh water—and quite a lot of it.
He tried moving closer, and a system prompt appeared.
“There is a group of fallen beings inside. They are conducting some kind of evil ritual, attempting to summon an ancient entity… Enter?”
Fallen beings? A summoning ritual?
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Han Xing sensed something unusual in the system’s warning.
In other words, there might be unforeseen dangers inside.
Although Han Xing could feel the danger within the cloud, it was not as overwhelming as he had imagined.
He fell into deep hesitation.
There was no doubt that among the nearly ten thousand survivors in Channel 107, water was the most urgently needed resource. Han Xing was no exception. Even food had to take second place.
On the trading channel, water had been pushed to an absurd price. All kinds of equipment and blueprints had been put up for sale.
Anyone who possessed water practically held the power to decide the fate of the entire trading market.
After thinking for a moment, Han Xing finally gritted his teeth. “Let’s do it!”
“If I can conquer this place, I shouldn’t have to worry about drinking water again for quite some time!”
“And if there are enough resources, I can even go to the trading channel and buy up all kinds of materials and equipment, laying the foundation for my future development!”
With that thought, Han Xing took a deep breath and clicked Enter.
The clouds dispersed, revealing the silhouettes of several humanoid creatures.
Long ears, slender limbs, and dark skin—those features allowed Han Xing to identify them instantly.
“Dark elves!”
Legend had it that, several hundred years ago, the strongest race in this world had been the elves. With the support of a sacred artifact belonging to their race, they gathered countless fragments of the world and forged them into a vast continent.
Countless elves lived and multiplied across that land, and a magnificent civilization gradually rose.
But this prosperity did not last long. For reasons unknown, and following several major historical events, the sacred artifact of the elves was lost, and countless members of the race perished in terrible wars.
Then came that crucial turning point in history. The elven continent was destroyed by war and collapsed entirely.
In order to survive, some elves chose to offer themselves as sacrifices to the Abyss. Thus, the race of fallen elves came into being—the dark elves.
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Han Xing had learned this background lore by chance while playing Sky Island Paradise, after overhearing an NPC talk about it. As for whether it was true, that remained to be verified.
At that moment, Han Xing once again focused his attention on the battle before him.
Dark elves were evil and fanatical creatures, harboring a deep hatred for everything in the world.
Thus, the instant they saw Han Xing, the dark elves seized various weapons: staves, bows, great hammers, longswords…
“It’s a human!”
“Don’t let him interfere with our monarch’s descent.”
“Kill him!”
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