Five days later.
In a vast forest within the high latitude areas of Black Ring Star's northern hemisphere, Ji Xinghuo sat under a large tree, his body hidden in the shadows, his breath sealed.
The sky was overcast, the sun was about to set, and the temperature was dropping lower and lower.
Over the past few days, Ji Xinghuo had been stealthily traveling, avoiding Black Ring Star's popular hunting spots as well as various strongholds and bases, and finally arrived here, about 2000 kilometers from the Arctic Transfer Station.
Although he had not contacted anyone, nor had he encountered any hunters.
However, Ji Xinghuo had distinctly noticed the anomalies on Black Ring Star. The shuttles and transport aircraft flying across the sky carried many unidentified people, who were obviously not the regular hunters of Black Ring Star.
Those strongholds and bases, the Rock King family's guards maintained a semblance of normalcy on the surface, but had heightened their alertness in secret.
