"We found a survivor up ahead!"
Soon after, the crowd gathered around the survivor.
The survivor had already passed out.
He was a skinny old man, his face full of deep wrinkles, with sunken eyes and prominent cheekbones. His sparse hair was grizzled, like a flickering candle in the wind.
Grey stepped forward cautiously to examine him, "He's a regular person, with no injuries, but he's in poor condition. He probably passed out from hunger."
Since he wasn't a Transcendent, the crowd somewhat relaxed.
However, Cang Xu remained skeptical, "There are no ports or fishing villages near the Magnetic Island. How did a regular person get here? This place isn't safe."
"Continue searching nearby. Next, let's wake this old man up," the Dragon-man youth ordered.
The crowd carried Healing Potions with them.
Little Bird stepped forward, pried open the old man's mouth, and poured down a small red Healing Potion.
The old man's eyes remained closed, and he did not wake up.
