Chapter 418: Hand-Tearing the Pack of Wolves_1

Perhaps it was due to the dense vegetation, high humidity, and abundant moisture in the air, or perhaps it was the cold world's way of giving Harrison Clark a warm welcome, but the torrential rain never stopped.

With his physical constitution, he didn't need to worry about catching a cold after getting wet in the rain. He strolled leisurely in the rain toward the derelict town he had discovered earlier.

Although it didn't matter where he lived now, as he was the only person left, his subconscious mind still wanted to reside in a town.

He didn't expect to meet other living people.

Even finding a photograph of a stranger in someone else's abandoned room would add a touch of human warmth.

As he walked and thought in the cooling rain, it gradually extinguished the restless flame in his heart, allowing him to analyze the situation more calmly.

Harrison devised a simple plan.

Although he held no hope for finding other humans on Earth, he could not stay put forever.