Chapter 53: The Rotten Egg

Wei Tianyang followed the Mud Man down the slope, the sensation of walking on the chitin-covered ground was quite peculiar—it was both solid and slightly elastic, as if there was a layered structure beneath, like corrugated cardboard, that would creak and groan under pressure.

The Mud Man was carrying a large clump of mud on his back, like a turtle shell, which conveniently held all his equipment and supplies.

They trekked across the plains, the factory ruins seemingly close at hand, yet when they tried to reach them, they found themselves feeling incredibly distant. Moreover, once they descended from the high ground, the factory buildings were no longer visible, replaced by a dense, matted entanglement of deep red vines.

Wei Tianyang was anxious, for Kacha and Starbucks were still in the subjective reality; his sudden disappearance in front of Kacha would surely cause them worry.

However, the Mud Man dispelled his concerns,