Yan Yichuan, who was hiding from the aftermath of the battle, finally came to a cave, and couldn't help but sit down quickly and gasp for breath, if it weren't for the 100% increase in all his attributes, it is estimated that he would not have been able to run half an hour ago. Lying on the slightly damp dirt floor of the cave, breathing in the moist air with a slight earthy smell, Yan Yichuan slowly calmed down, thinking about what he should do next, because the entire Dota world was in chaos, all the heroes seemed to have taken medicine, fighting for their lives with red eyes, and after either side died, they would soon be resurrected in the core of the Radiant or Dire and continue to go to the battle area to continue fighting, completely ignoring themselves and the surrounding situation.

"Is the Dota world so cruel? It's completely different from when I played it before......" Yan Yichuan got up from the ground and leaned against the cold rock wall, hoping that this coolness could make his mind clearer, "And things seem to be wrong, these heroes only care about fighting with their heads down, they don't even say a word, and occasionally make a sound because of the unbearable pain, and they seem to have completely lost their minds." The way of fighting is also like the AI on the computer, and if you have a skill, you will release it, regardless of the state of the opponent, otherwise the battle may be even more fierce! What should I do? I don't want to find a suitable way to avoid them, let alone survive for 30 days, I may not be able to survive for 3 days!"

As the clues obtained were slowly sorted out, Yan Yichuan decided to observe the heroes' battles first, hoping to find a hero who had not lost his mind, ask what was wrong with the world, and grasp the main theme of the world may be easier to survive. As for the side quest to learn hero skills, Yan Yichuan decided to follow the fate, after all, the top priority now is to survive.

After making a decision, Yan Yichuan felt as if his fighting spirit had recovered a little, as if there was a glimmer of hope for survival in the cracks of this earth-destroying battle. While thinking about it, Yan Yichuan put some dead branches and rotten leaves at the entrance of the cave as a cover, and then used the broken dagger on his body to cut down some completely dry tree branches and pile them in the center of the cave, and then used dry grass and branches to drill wood to make a fire and make a fire. In front of the bonfire, Yan Yichuan ate a few of the fruits picked on the way to escape, and then waited until the bonfire was completely extinguished, cleaned up the embers of the bonfire, and laid some hay and clothes on the hot and hardened ground to lie down, so that it could not only keep warm, but also not cause soreness the next day because the sleeping place was too wet, these experiences were accumulated by Yan Yichuan's 18 years of experience as an orphan.

Although the night was already late, thinking of everything he had experienced today, Yan Yichuan couldn't sleep for a long time, even if he barely felt a little sleepy, he would suddenly wake up because he suddenly thought of the arrival of the demon king released by the shadow demon during the day. After dealing with it all night in a half-dream, Yan Yichuan found that he was not very tired when he got up the next day, he looked at his attributes, maybe it was the benefits of nearly three times the spirit and nearly twice the physique of ordinary people. After slapping the dust on his body, Yan Yichuan removed the dead branches at the entrance of the cave and carefully touched them out.

The morning in Dota World was not as violent as it was yesterday, perhaps because the heroes had not yet arrived on the battlefield, but the morning was exceptionally quiet, with a red moon looming in the sky. "Wait!Red Moon!Mad Moon!Hasn't it already fallen!" Yan Yichuan, who had read the introduction of the Dota game, suddenly thought, "Could it be that all the irrationality is due to the reappearance of the Mad Moon?" but if the Mad Moon really condensed again, then how could the two cores of Radiant and Dire not disappear, after all, these were the two largest fragments of the Mad Moon at the beginning!" Yan Yichuan couldn't help but blurt out when he thought of this.

"I didn't expect anyone in this world to think of this, boy, you're okay. A joking voice sounded beside Yan Yichuan, so frightened that he immediately jumped up and looked around, but did not find anything abnormal. "Hmph! If you kid finds out where Lao Sun is, Lao Sun's thousands of years of cultivation will all be cultivated to dogs, and even the roaring dogs are not as good!" The playful voice spoke again, and then a big tree on the left side of Yan Yichuan twisted, and then transformed into a figure holding a stick, looking at this figure Yan Yichuan couldn't help but feel some tears in his eyes, and there was only one sentence in his mind--King! The monk with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth came to the door.

"Monkey King!" Yan Yichuan blurted out.

"Eh, you actually know the name of my grandson?" Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head in some surprise, and then jumped on the big tree next to him, squatting and sitting, "Boy, you look very raw, my old grandson has been here for more than a year, and all I see all day long are those fools who hammer each other there, and few of them can speak human words, eh, there is an old acquaintance there!" Yan Yichuan saw an infinite golden rod smashing towards the west, and then he heard an old voice, "The core of the abyss in Galalong!" and then he saw a burning meteorite fall from the sky, smashing into the woods not far from him, and then rolling towards him. Yan Yichuan pulled his legs and ran towards the vertical direction of the stone rolling, but what he didn't expect was that this meteorite was actually different from the skills in the game, chasing him and rolling over, where he ran, the meteorite rolled and rolled faster and faster, just when the meteorite was about to crush Yan Yichuan, Yan Yichuan felt a tightness in his neck, and a big plush hand held his collar and lifted him up, followed by a feeling of weightlessness, until Yan Yichuan came to his senses, but found that he was safe and sound, hanging on a tree branch, and it was Sun Wukong who was squatting next to him。 Looking at Sun Wukong's not tall figure, Yan Yichuan felt at ease for no reason, as if when he watched Journey to the West as a child, he saw the senior brother sweeping the monsters and saving the master and his disciples, and couldn't help blurting out, "You are not Sun Wukong! You are the Monkey King!" Sun Wukong seemed to hear this, his body trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Heh, Carl, Master Ka, it's been a long time since I've seen such a fierce person!" Sun Wukong still looked at the tree with a smile on his face, "Old friends haven't seen each other for so long, and as soon as they came up, they greeted me with a big stone, and they almost scared my little friend to death." ”

"Hmph, is the old man the kind of person who has no sense of proportion, you hairy monkey is still so superficial!" the old voice sounded again, and a young man wearing a white mage robe and full of white hair appeared out of thin air under the tree. This is also the second hero Yan Yichuan has seen since he came to the Dota world without losing his mind - the invoker, Karl!