"Sorry, I came too late to save you."
Lin Fan said to the corpse, talking to himself. He was not a god. Even if he had transcendent power, he was still just human.
Suddenly.
He looked into the distance, where there was some movement.
"A living person."
Lin Fan quickened his pace, feeling joyful.
When he arrived, he saw a figure crouching there with long, dirty hair. The clothes on them were so filthy that their original color was unrecognizable. He didn't know what they were doing, but they kept shaking their head.
"Hello," Lin Fan greeted proactively.
He thought something might be wrong with the person, but he couldn't describe it clearly without seeing them up close.
The disheveled survivor was startled, instantly turning around, holding a rabbit with the flesh gnawed off, blood and all. Upon seeing Lin Fan, they reacted as if they'd seen some terrifying entity, like a startled bird, wildly shouting and running away.
