The Far East of the Half Moon Divine State.

It's a swamp shrouded in thick fog all year round.

Fang Fang held a thin wooden stick in each hand, using the thin wooden stick to grope the way ahead little by little, her movements were extremely careful, and after completely ensuring that the ground would not sink, she took a step, and then continued to use the thin wooden stick to probe the ground.

The mist soaked her clothes, the cold penetrated her skin, froze her heart, and the water on her forehead dripped down one by one, and she didn't know if it was fog or sweat, maybe both.

Every time she advanced five meters, Fang Fang would stick a wooden stick into the mud and stay there forever. The sticks are not only a tool for exploration, but also a signpost for Fang Fang's path.

After the two thin wooden sticks in her hand were used up, Fang Fang reached out to the small back basket behind her back and grabbed it, but she grabbed it empty, she looked back and saw that the small back basket that was originally used to hold the thin wooden sticks was empty.

Fang Fang wiped the water droplets near her eyes, looked up at the white mist sky, and her resolute expression seemed to tell others that she could continue to persevere.

"Is that the end of today? It's time to go back to the village to resupply! …… Lei Zheng, you wait, I will definitely take you home. Fang Fang said softly to herself.

Three months ago, at the beginning of September. Fang Fang inquired all the way to the extreme east region of the Half Moon Divine Prefecture, which was the closest place to Shanghai City.

The extreme eastern region of the Half Moon Divine Prefecture is a huge swamp, the environment here is harsh, sparsely populated, and there is only a small village of the Half Moon Clan outside the swamp, where only a dozen or so kind Half Moon Clan live.

After the guidance of the villagers, Fang Fang once climbed a hill near the village, and at the top of the hill, Fang Fang vaguely saw the high-rise buildings passing through the clouds, so Fang Fang was sure that the other side of the swamp was Shanghai City.

Whether it is for humans, or half-moon clans, or land monsters, the swamp is a very dangerous place, when you step into it, and accidentally fall into the mud, even ten cows can't pull it back, you can only watch in despair as your body gradually sinks into the mud, and the more you struggle, the faster you sink.

If you just need to avoid the mud pond, many people may be able to do it, but this swamp is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and the humidity is very heavy, and when people step into it, they will immediately get soaked all over, and people with weak bodies will not be able to continue walking. Moreover, the dense fog makes the human eye only see five meters, and without adequate preparation, you will only get lost in it.

For three months, Fang Fang had been exploring the path in the swamp, and she was very careful. Before entering the swamp, she prepares food and water, as well as sticks to find paths and sign paths.

In three months, Fang Fang used a total of 2,200 wooden sticks, that is, she marked an eleven-kilometer-long safe passage with wooden sticks in the swamp.

Not only that, in order to save time and footsteps, Fang Fang also set up three supply points in the swamp, she first prepared all the necessities such as food, water, and wooden sticks in the village, and then mentioned the supply points to store, whenever she was tired, she returned to the supply points to rest, and once the wooden sticks were used up, she returned to the village to cut down.

After walking eleven kilometers step by step, Fang Fang couldn't remember how many times she had returned to the village to replenish supplies, the Banyue clan in the village regarded her as a strange person, but fortunately, they didn't interfere with Fang Fang, and sometimes they were very enthusiastic to help Fang Fang.

Even if he had already walked the road, Fang Fang didn't dare to run fast, because no one dared to guarantee that he would not miss the day, in case he ran crookedly and fell into the swamp, it would really be forgivable if he did his own sin.

When Fang Fang returned to the first supply point, the hour hand of the mechanical watch on his wrist pointed to seventeen o'clock, and it was almost dark, so it was no longer suitable to continue walking, so he simply stayed at the first supply point for the night.

Soaking wet and without any means of heating, it was very difficult to fall asleep in this cold environment.

Fortunately, Fang Fang had already prepared, she hid hay and sun-dried clothes at each supply point, and after taking off the wet clothes on her body, she immediately changed into dry clothes, and pushed away the hay and buried her body in the haystack.

Every night, Fang Fang quietly looked at the sky in a daze, even if she couldn't see anything, it didn't matter, because the pattern of the starry sky had already been recorded in her mind.