CHAPTER 433: CHAPTER 144: GOING HOME (6400)_3

The temperature inside the cave was slightly higher, and Chen Yan also found some remnants of wild animal fur and rotten leaves here.

He disregarded the dirt and pulled these things over his body, burying himself inside them.

Finally, he took a small bag from his waist, a piece of fabric he had torn from his leather coat earlier.

Upon opening it, there were two fist-sized lumps of black dough inside.

This was what Chen Yan had secretly saved up over the past few days.

The Wooden Bowl was very "kind" to him, and compared to the other slaves, Chen Yan had an extra meal each day, giving him more opportunities to save some food.

Chen Yan had already been quietly planning his escape — even without Du Li, he would have still done it.

The food he had accumulated was only this much.

Chen Yan didn’t reserve much and directly ate half of it — he knew very well that he needed to replenish his strength and distance himself from that tribe as quickly as possible.

Yes, the tribe known as the "Fierce Beast Race."

This name was told to him by Du Li.

As for saving food, he’d think about it once he was out of danger.

Chen Yan buried his body under the rotten leaves, feeling waves of coldness and increasing dizziness.

Chen Yan’s heart skipped a beat!

He realized he had a fever!

Indeed, having wandered the chilly forest shirtless for a whole day, his body couldn’t take it anymore!

Before he fainted, a thought flashed through Chen Yan’s mind.

This must be the seventh day since I’ve arrived in the Domain Realm, and what a malicious world it really is...

·

Chen Yan, in his sleep, was awakened by a sound.

The sound seemed both distant and close, with a strange tone.

But in his daze, Chen Yan only heard it twice before waking up abruptly, his body instantly tensed!

He recognized it as the whistling sound that those monsters of the Fierce Beast Race made during their pursuit!

Chen Yan was weak and couldn’t muster much strength. He struggled, forcing himself to sit up, almost blacking out with the effort.

Outside the cave, the whistling seemed to be all around, from several directions, as if they were searching in this nearby area!

Chen Yan’s heart sank!

He took a deep breath, steeling himself, then slowly drew out a sharpened stick from a strange tree and held it tightly.

He crawled slowly to a spot inside the cave near the entrance, resting his body against the wall.

Then let’s fight desperately.

If found, then... fight to the death!

Even if he couldn’t kill a monster, he wanted to stab them a few times hard.

Even if he was to die, he wanted to bite them fiercely before dying!

Chen Yan gripped the stick tightly, his heart calm and cold.

Finally, he heard movement outside, footsteps getting closer, the sound of feet stepping on branches and leaves in the forest.

Close, and getting closer.

Finally, a figure stood at the entrance of the cave, holding a bow.

The person was much taller than the entrance, forcing them to bend down to look into the cave.

The arrow in their hand was pointed into the cave.

Chen Yan gripped the stick tightly, ready to thrust it forward fiercely at any moment!

However, the next moment, when their eyes met...

Chen Yan: "..."

The Wooden Bowl: "..."

Chen Yan realized he had miscalculated... the Wooden Bowl stood out of reach of his stick... and she had no intention of entering, merely standing outside the cave.

But the bow and arrow in her hand were more than enough to harm him.

The Wooden Bowl looked at Chen Yan, her eyes seeming somewhat surprised.

And Chen Yan, after the initial shock, gradually became indifferent again.

Forget it... today, I’ll die here.

They stared at each other for a few seconds.

Those seconds felt as long as a century.

Finally, under Chen Yan’s gaze, the Wooden Bowl slowly lowered her bow, but her eyes remained fixed on him.

Then, while still being watched by Chen Yan, the Wooden Bowl suddenly stepped back two paces, turned her head, whistled loudly twice, and then shouted, "Not here!!"

Afterwards, the Wooden Bowl ran off.

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the cave. After a while, he suddenly felt his whole body aching — just moments ago, adrenaline had surged through him, and now that it had faded, his whole body was sore, and his heart was pounding.

The whistling outside gradually faded away, and the pursuing monsters should have gone far.

·

Chen Yan couldn’t fully understand the motivation behind the Wooden Bowl sparing him.

Sympathy for a pet? Kindness? Or protection of her own property?

Or perhaps she intended to capture Chen Yan by herself later?

Chen Yan couldn’t figure it out.

There was also the worry, of whether the Wooden Bowl would regret her decision and return to capture him again, possibly bringing some monsters with her?

But... there was no point in thinking about these possibilities now.

Because Chen Yan was certain of his current situation: no matter what, he couldn’t go anywhere.

The fever persisted, and his body was too weak to even stand up.

Escape was no longer possible.

His only choice now was to hide in this cave and see if he could endure until his body recovered a bit.

Or... perhaps die of illness here?

Chen Yan buried himself back into the pile of rotten leaves, his mind growing even foggier, unable to grasp a single thought before everything went black.