On the eleventh day at dusk, Wang Qi finally emerged from the cabin.
Wang Qi took a deep breath. Various molecules in the air entered his nostrils, colliding with the olfactory cells and generating numerous electrical signals. He had no intention of analyzing them himself. Jarvis, installed in his brain, read the signals before he could and conducted a deep analysis, then fed back the results directly to him. With Jarvis's optimization, although his senses hadn't mutated, his insight into the external environment had increased by several magnitudes.
"No anomalies. No smell of blood, no secretions from marine life…"
"Crossed the first and second blockade lines, the nearby Demon Clan density is low…"
"Approaching the core area. Pushing forward, the patrol zones of Divine Power Demon Beasts and Demon Gods will overlap. The aura of the Primordial Spirit Cultivators is too conspicuous, can't sneak in, about time, isn't it?"
In wartime, unilateral satellite maps are akin to cheating.
