"Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick....."

The sound of water droplets appeared again, this sound was actually the sound of water dropping, but it came and went, Alan first woke up from hearing this sound, but after waking up, the sound disappeared.

It's not that this drop is peculiar, it's just a drop every once in a while, repeating the cycle, rigid and regular.

In addition to the sound of water droplets, other sounds around him also came and went, unknown fluttering sounds, sparse sounds in the grass, weird screams in the distance, all kinds of sounds broke the silence of the dark world, and also made Eren look less bored.

Yes, bored, in the dark, I don't know how long it has been, his magic can't be used, he's bored.

At this moment, he was sitting upright in the same place where he had fallen in the first place, staring at the campfire in front of him in a daze.

The dim glow of the campfire shone on Allen, giving him a strange hazy feeling against the dark surroundings.

At the same time, the light of the exhaled gas from the nose and mouth flickered, blowing on the bonfire, bringing bursts of sparks, which looked very strange.

However, Allen's feeling about this was very interesting, he had studied why the air he exhaled was mixed with white light particles, but just like the magic in his brain was getting thinner, he also couldn't understand it.

The magic power in his mind is getting less and less, and there is even a trace of it at this time, which makes him very worried, although the cultivation time is still short, but this magic power is also cultivated by his hard work, and now it has only been dissipated inexplicably for a long time, although he is not sure whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but it is inevitable that he will feel distressed.

"What happens when the mana runs out?"

Alan had thought about this question more than once, although he felt that the gift was unlikely to trap him, but it was only something that he could ensure at his stage, and what he had drawn before was a golden gift....

The unknown represents mystery and fear, and Alan still can't figure out what he has extracted, so his heart is naturally unsteady.

"How do I get up if my mana is completely lost?"

"How do I get up if my mana is restored?"

"What should I do if I can't get up?"

"If I am exhausted in the middle of the trip, will I be thrown to my death?"

“......”

All kinds of problems plagued him, and the extremely bored Alan began to think about it again at this time, this is his only entertainment recently, and if it continues like this, it may also be the only entertainment in the future.

The huge mushroom behind him had been transformed into a small house, covered by black-purple vines collected from a distance, falling from the top of the mushroom's umbrella, and supported by a hard, twig-like branch below, expanding and opening up from a height of one person, forming a house that was not very narrow.

Dense vines obscured the walls of the interior space, and in its "doorway" Alan sat on a stool made of stone, with a campfire, motionless like a sculpture.

Scattered broken parts could still be seen on the ground, and the gift of the electronic flash wand named WALL-E had been dismantled by him to make a fire, and the bonfire in front of him was the result.

Of course, it was more difficult to start a fire with that glitter stick alone, and Eren actually mixed some of his own blood into it - the Chrissy family was famous for its flames, and although he didn't awaken that power, he could still use the burning ingredients hidden in his blood.

With the flames, he naturally had something to eat, not only rabbits, but also rabbits that were a very inconspicuous species in this mysterious place.

Millipedes, salamanders, lizards, nameless beetles more than a meter long, frogs that can spray green corrosive liquid...

Even the huge worms that burst out of the ground were an eye-opener for Allen.

The bodies of the creatures and even plants here seem to be full of salt, and after baking, they can barely eat it except for the fishy smell, and even the nutrition is still very sufficient, and the dull pain in Allen's waist is no longer felt at this time, probably because of the nutrients absorbed and finally healed.

He felt that if he could overcome his "fear" and disgust, then he would not have to worry about eating and drinking here.

About five kilometers east from here, there is an underground river, and the water is quite clean, so you don't have to worry about what to drink, and Allen doesn't know if there are fish in it.

He'd been eating rabbits all this time, and he hadn't looked closely. Alan felt that if he couldn't find the rabbit again one day, it wouldn't be too late to explore the river.

In short, it is absolutely impossible to eat bugs. He said to himself secretly.

"Boom—"

Alan was attracted by a sparse sound of approaching, he looked up vigilantly in the direction where the sound came from, and under his gaze, a huge centipede crawled out of it, its dense legs hovering on the surface, and crawled quickly and bend in the direction of Allen!

"It's annoying!"

He frowned angrily, didn't aim carefully, scooped up his one-handed sword and threw it forward, and the long sword swirled and flew towards the big insect.

The wind appeared, and the insect seemed to have no intelligence at all, and in the face of the sharp sword that flew over, it did not make the slightest dodge movement, and still opened its teeth and claws in the direction of Allen.

Then with a "snort", the long sword was deeply inserted into the head!

Black-green blood splattered out of it, and the bug had a lot of fluid, and Alan was accidentally sprayed when he first killed the bug, and now he looks like a scruffy beggar - his clothes are corroded and tattered.

So his action just now was not to be cool, but he didn't dare to let this centipede get close to him, it didn't matter if it was poured on him, he was blocked by sand and leather armor, how about not being corroded, if it was poured on the bonfire, then he would be dumbfounded.

He didn't know how to drill wood to make fire, and without WALL-E's flash stick, it wouldn't be so easy to start a fire.

“......”

When the dead worm was completely gone, Alan got up, came to its side, drew Gluffen's one-handed sword, and then prepared to return to the campfire, intending to clean up the weapon stained with green liquid in his hand, but his plan was about to fall short for the time being, because the sparse sound sounded from the grass again!

Alan turned his head vigilantly, and a rabbit emerged from the grass, and a hideous expression immediately met his eyes.

"Dinner is coming!"

Faced with this little thing grinning at him, Alan was happy, waved the long sword in his hand, the red light flashed, and in an instant, the rabbit's head separated.

The head flew up, the bright red eyes on the little head gradually returned to their original color, and it seemed that there was still a trace of perception in the rabbit's eyes, but it was too late, the body and brain were separated, and it lost its survival support;

The blood was still splashing, but it was much stronger than the centipede, and before it touched his body, Alan picked up the rabbit that had been delivered to the door and turned back.

The creatures of this place don't know why, they fall into an inexplicable state of madness every once in a while, and they have no reason at all when they see something, and at the same time they lose their instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

Alan's campfire is very conspicuous, which also causes him to be attacked every once in a while, although he doesn't have to go out to get food delivered to his door, but it also causes a lot of trouble.

Most of the creatures that arrive are harmless, such as rabbits and centipedes, but a few can be dangerous.

The venomous snake python, the blood-colored bat, once he even attracted a juvenile worm that broke through the ground, but fortunately, Alan had a quick eye, and quickly cut off its terrifying jagged head while the worm appeared, without much danger.

In fact, it is better to extinguish the flame in this case, but staying in this dark environment for a long time, Alan can't stand the weird atmosphere at all, although the flame is too conspicuous, but it can make his suppressed mind much more comfortable, not so depressed that he will go crazy.

Then there was the fact that he was afraid that he would not be able to get it out again after he extinguished the flames, and Allen, who didn't know how long he had lived here, felt that he couldn't leave the range of the light for a long time.

It is human instinct to bask in the light and yearn for the light.

Carrying the rabbit's velvet tail back to the campfire, Alan first cleaned his longsword and then began to work the rabbit, but he stopped abruptly halfway through it.

A strange feeling appeared from his brain, like a fresh breeze, and like a cool emanation, he immediately closed his eyes and sensed it, and then found that his magic power had all disappeared!