At the same time, in a deserted wasteland in the far north—
With a flash of light, Liora's figure appeared in a vast open space.
The view around here is wide. In the distance, there are several buildings that are tilted but not completely collapsed. Weeds are growing out of the ruins. The sky is vast, there are no zombies in sight, and there are no roars of mutated beasts or insects; the place particularly looked calm and peaceful.
The wind blew, and the grass waves undulated.
She slowly raised her head, took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually brightened as she took in the scenery.
"It's here," she whispered in a low voice, but the fire of hope gradually ignited in her eyes. "Start from here, build our base."
Although she fully trusted the coordinates of the silver-white sphere, she did not allow any omissions. She waved her hand gently, and the next moment, a large shadow surged out from under her feet, rolling out like a tide.
