Noan had countless questions swirling in his mind, but he had no idea what the answers were—nor did he know where to find them.
With a sigh, he instructed Urlgan to bring the mysterious machine back to the territory for further study later.
He didn't stop there. Instead, he continued to venture farther. However, contrary to his expectations, he only encountered a few zombies along the way.
Night fell quickly. Noan had no intention of returning to his territory and decided to stay outside.
As the night deepened, the temperature plummeted to an unbelievable degree. Worse still, there was no moon tonight. Darkness stretched endlessly like a black veil, consuming every trace of light.
Noan shivered slightly. He hadn't expected such an extreme temperature difference between day and night.
During the day, the temperature was likely around 30°C, but by nightfall, it had dropped drastically—perhaps below 10°C. The biting wind made the cold even more unbearable.
