Wen Yan surveyed everything around him, secretly marveling. He steadied himself and waited two or three days for supplies. As the bullets flew for a while, it really wasn't a wasted wait.
The differences in time flow can sometimes be a good thing, but can also make some inconspicuous things more easily exposed.
Wen Yan looked around Nuriya's home, reached out to touch the materials. It seemed that when it was originally built, the materials were quite solid. Thirty years had passed, without maintenance or inhabitants, and yet, despite natural deterioration, there were no major issues.
In such a dangerous world, the wild is extremely perilous, life hanging by a thread, and corpses are often seen in the wilderness.
Under these circumstances, in the safety zone main city, there's a house with no owner and nobody has claimed it.
Moreover, when he came over just now, he carefully observed and found nothing unusual.
What a load of crap.
