Fog Survival

Compared to that, the old village chief was much calmer.

After all, he had been hit a thousand years ago, and the shock he suffered at that time was completely less than now.

However, when he woke up again, he was still extremely shocked to learn some of the secrets he once knew.

He looked at the map quietly, silently comparing the current position, and looking for the specific direction represented by the map.

Not long after, the old village chief's brows twisted together, and his old face became ferocious, even a little helpless.

The map was too rough, and the sea area was too large. A distance of a few millimeters would be hundreds of kilometers in the real world.

It is difficult to distinguish the subtle difference by just looking with the eyes.

What's more, when people drew the map, they didn't draw it so clearly, they just marked the general location.

Seeing the old village chief's look, the others' faces also darkened, looking at him kindly.

If they didn't find the entry in the end, everyone would bleed.

The strongest group of forces in the entire human race, with the most top-notch combat power and the most sophisticated fleet, drifted on the sea for nearly half a year, but returned empty-handed?

The old village chief swallowed his water and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, everyone, the teleportation array should be on an island, and it must be nearby."

Campos asked coldly: "How can you guarantee that it exists? Have you been here before?"

The old village chief's face was embarrassed, and he said: "Although I haven't been here, this is an eighth-level shelter after all, and it will not disappear with the passage of time, and few creatures can destroy it, so there is a probability that it exists."

"There is a probability that it exists?"

Everyone was also a little speechless.

Qi Yuan couldn't help complaining: "Are you sure that you brought us here? It's an eighth-level shelter. Who knows how many years have passed since then? Who knows what's going on now?"

"But no matter what, since we're all here together, let's explore it again."

The old village chief was afraid of boiling water and ignored the dangerous eyes of the crowd, looking around.

Dozens of ships stopped here, looking at the endless sea around them, and fell into silence for a while.

When everyone was helpless, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Let you try."

Achilles stood out from the crowd and stepped onto the deck. His tall figure was shaking in the wind.

And in his hand was a mysterious stone compass.

Qi Yuan only glanced at it, and suppressed a slight exclamation, keenly aware of the compass.

"This thing... is at least perfect."

Achilles remained silent, quietly controlling the compass in his hand, looking far away, looking at the compass in his hand, as if calculating something.

Although everyone could not see the specific situation clearly, they could only listen to the compass, and a slight sound came from time to time.

After more than ten minutes, everyone was numb from the cold wind, and Achilles suddenly put away the compass in his hand and turned to look in one direction.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Are there any results?"

Achilles glanced sideways, but just replied calmly: "It is true that we have detected the spatial fluctuations, but we can guarantee that it is the destination we are looking for."

After he finished speaking, the old village chief immediately said loudly: "It must be, the spatial fluctuations that appeared in this sea area are definitely the entrance to the eighth-level shelter! Hahaha, tell me, it must be nearby."

The old village chief suppressed his emotions all the way, and at this moment he was able to release them, as if he was extremely sure that the spatial fluctuations were the entrance.

However, at this time, Achilles suddenly turned his head and said coldly: "Waste, the spatial fluctuations are only 200 kilometers away from here, even the compass can only indicate the approximate direction."

"This... two hundred kilometers?!"

Everyone swallowed their water and was also shocked by this number.

Finally, everyone looked at the old village chief coldly. This thing was too unreliable. It was completely hearsay. With a piece of leather paper, they rushed over with passion.

At this point, everyone could only set off again.

Two hundred kilometers, it is close, but it is definitely far away. For this, the distance they have already traveled is really nothing.

For this last hope, all ships added power and followed Akeliu Dishi as fast as possible, heading towards the destination!

It only took a few days to arrive successfully.

This time, everyone's efforts finally paid off.

Because the frigate sent back a message that the outline of an island appeared within the detection range of the water ripples!

"Found it!"

Qi Yuan smiled.

Although there were still several kilometers to go, he still went to the deck in advance, stood at the highest point and looked into the distance, just staring at the lens of the sea, looking forward to the dream island.

At this time, he was surprised to find!

The decks of other ships were also full of people, standing like a wife-waiting stone, staring at the distance.

A full six months of sailing!

With an eager feeling, he finally saw the island, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

But what is puzzling is that this is not a very large island, maybe only one or two kilometers in radius, covered with lush green plants.

The concentration of spiritual energy is also high, barely reaching the excellent level. You can see some amphibians living on it, basking in the sun on the beach.

From all aspects, this is an extremely ordinary island.

Even in the process of rushing, they have seen more than 10 such islands, and there is no difference.

But since they are here, they can only try their best.

Everyone landed on the island and arranged their own boats.

The crew stayed on the boat. The rare and perfect beasts were too powerful and too big, so Qi Yuan directly sent the spirit turtle back to the new land.

Qin Zhenjun's dragon fin sawtooth and a large number of rare beast puppets were also sent back to the shelter temporarily.

All the perfect-level people who participated in the action followed together.

In fact, there were not many people.

Qi Yuan, Qin Zhenjun, and Yang Zhenghe led the team.

Qi Yuan also brought Wei Xi and Huo Tui with him. There were only two people in total, and they were completely elite.

Qin Zhenjun and Yang Zhenghe did not bring any men with them. They were all lightly equipped, reducing unnecessary burdens.

This is an eighth-level shelter. The dangers that appear here are definitely beyond the ability of ordinary survivors to bear.

Rather than bringing them to die, it is better to stay at home.

Other forces actually brought some people with them, at least to do some odd jobs or explore the way, which can be more convenient.

However, Qi Yuan and others obviously need it.

Qi Yuan himself is proficient in spiritual patterns, and he also studies puppet knowledge. Many things can be done through external objects.

Yang Zhenghe is even more so.