Starting Off Survival With A Small Treehouse

They’ve been in this world for a while now, constantly walking the edge of life and death. Now, without urgent activities and having met other people for real, the longing for their original world is gradually rising in their hearts.

”Who knows? We can only truly uncover the secrets of this world if we are among the last survivors.” Xu Xin said calmly, sitting steadily on the wolf’s back and stroking Keke in his arms.

Although Silver King’s speed was fast, he was bound by a mount contract signed with Silver King, which was different from the mutated beast contracts signed by Li Wenxi and Aniu. It was a specific mount contract, so he was very stable and could easily tease Keke while riding.

Li Wenxi quickly reached out and caught a leaf blown up by Silver King’s gallop, fiddling with it in her hand, ”You and Ji Chaoyang surely know some secrets we don’t, right?”

Xu Xin raised an eyebrow, ”Indeed, somewhat, but...”

”You can’t tell us, right?” Li Wenxi discarded the leaf in her hand which was now just veins, and continued to hug Xu Xin’s waist.

Actually, Xu Xin didn’t know much.

He had only seen those shocking underground gigantic mutated creatures, and knew this world was once similar to Earth; what they were witnessing now was the post-apocalyptic world.

Other than that, he basically knew nothing. He didn’t know what that mysterious voice was, didn’t know the purpose of this survival selection, and didn’t know what the future held. If they truly survived to the end, could they return to Earth?

What he knew was merely the tip of the iceberg of this world.

”Actually, people of the [Explorer] can sense that you know something. You frequently give us information, but never say how you found out, yet it’s always correct. Everyone is very curious, even Sister Xuefei mentioned it to me more than once, and suggested I ask you. She’s even starting to suspect you have some connection with this world.”

”What a bizarre thought.” Xu Xin said, slightly amused.

”She said you’re always the first, even first in the entire region, possibly an original inhabitant of this world, maybe guiding us through the early stages and then disappearing after the first phase.” Li Wenxi held Xu Xin’s waist tightly as if afraid he would suddenly vanish.

Actually, Qi Xuefei had an even more outrageous hypothesis that Li Wenxi didn’t share; it was genuinely absurd.

Before she got closer to Qi Xuefei, she couldn’t imagine the complex and juvenile thoughts in the mind of that twenty-six-year-old medical doctorate sister, who spoke so logically that all sorts of conspiracy theories made her fearful.

Thanks to her, Li Wenxi increased the frequency of video calls with Xu Xin, so their relationship improved due to Qi Xuefei’s influence.

Qi Xuefei once mentioned she watched an animation where the creator of the world transformed into an ordinary person, forming a strategy team to guide everyone through challenges. As success was near, the trusted leader suddenly became the final formidable boss, plunging everyone into despair and rage.

”Doesn’t it remind you a bit of Xu Xin and Ji Chaoyang?” Qi Xuefei casually remarked during a chat, shaking Li Wenxi’s innocent mind.

Although Qi Xuefei was joking, saying it was a jest and wouldn’t it be great if it were true, at least being with Xu Xin and Ji Chaoyang meant they could survive till the end.

Yet the comment still frightened her, causing a sleepless night with thoughts of Xu Xin being the big boss. The next morning, her eyes were dark circles, relying on a blue-grade orange to revive her spirits.

”I’m an inhabitant of this world, a beginner guide... your imaginations are truly wild.” Xu Xin said, utterly speechless at Qi Xuefei’s extravagant imagination.

”Eh?” Keke, who was lying in Xu Xin’s arms and eavesdropping, tilted its head, completely unable to understand what Li Wenxi was talking about.

However, Qi Xuefei’s speculation about the guide seemed somewhat possible. The guides were not solely him but also those who obtained abilities.

The purpose of those who endowed them with special abilities seemed to intend for them to lead the other survivors to the very end.

But he always felt that the voice which bestowed him abilities, unlocking survivor permissions, differed from the mysterious voice that brought him to this world and forced survival.

Because the differences between the two voices were indeed too stark.

It seems like beneath this world, there are undercurrents flowing silently.