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Emotions gradually settled down.
The truck drove along the smooth road, and before long, raindrops began to fall lightly outside the window, quickly turning into a torrential downpour.
Most people inside the Egg System appeared calm now. They started drinking whiskey to suppress their pent-up frustrations, while the journey became bumpy and jarring.
Perhaps it was the rain affecting the tire's traction; the tires struggled to grip the wet ground, producing sharp, screeching sounds. The steering wheel began to slip, but fortunately, the driver, Good, was an experienced veteran. The rough road wouldn't last long, and not far ahead lay a smooth highway.
With a sudden press of the accelerator and a firm grip on the steering wheel, the vehicle was finally stabilized just before losing control, transforming into a roaring lion. The bottom of One-Eyed Man's other pupil seemed to flicker with a dazzling golden light.
The dangerous situation had been completely overcome, yet those in the vehicle remained oblivious. They were unaware that just moments ago, the car had crashed through a guardrail in a state of Scattered and Disoriented. The only danger left was the Larva that poked its head out from the road surface, but as it emerged, it was crushed into fragments by the massive tire.
A storm swept across the once vibrant streets now transformed into a rainforest. The road surface was already in ruins; green plants pushed through the hardened asphalt. It seemed that this road would soon be covered by fungi-like vegetation. Additionally, enormous old trees twisted their roots together, causing cracks to spread across the pavement.
Nature's healing power was terrifyingly potent; any trace of humanity's former dominance over this land had nearly vanished. The remnants of metallic structures had been decomposed, and even glass had been intertwined with seeds.
In today's nature, only two species remained: the Zerg and a small number of humans. The Zerg even dominated the oceans; sharks, whales, and crocodiles—massive creatures that had ruled for centuries—had disappeared without a trace. Only a few fish survived in the deep sea, but they too faced inevitable capture.
It was unclear how many such roads existed in this world, but it seemed that after humanity's technological prowess faded, this lush land had regained vitality. The Zerg emerged as a symbol of mammals replacing giant reptiles, while a handful of humans struggled to survive. A single misstep could lead to their complete replacement by the Zerg, ushering in an era of new evolution.
Millions of years later, a new breed of intelligent Insectoids would excavate beneath the surface, unearthing decayed skeletons. They would display these remains in museums and use their technology to mimic human life from ages past. Perhaps by then they would find it hard to believe that at their inception as Zerg, there once existed beings far more intelligent than themselves—beings they had enslaved and ultimately replaced.
Humans were indeed terrifying creatures; their imagined concepts often became reality, leaving barren landscapes in their wake.
However, even humans wanted to survive. Now, all of humanity had set aside their past grievances and united, no longer erupting into a devastating civil war, because they shared a common enemy: the Zerg, which threatened to lead them toward complete annihilation.
Good successfully maneuvered the vehicle through the narrow rainforest and let out a deep sigh. "I wonder how much longer these days will last." His words were thought-provoking, deeply emanating a sense of loneliness and helpless despair.
Medusa had never seen Good looking so haggard and uneasy. With her hands clasped behind her back, she continued, "Good, what has happened to you? I haven't seen you in so many years. How did you escape back then? Can you tell me? You know I've been waiting for you all this time."
"Let the past be the past. I don't want to bring it up again. Don't forget, now you are a Star Hunter, while I am just a driver, transporting goods and people. I only take whoever pays the most safely to their destination; what happens afterward depends on your skills as hunters. As for how many of you survive when I receive orders to pick you up later, that really has nothing to do with me."
Good gazed at the road ahead, his lips twitching dryly. His eye sockets were deeply sunken, his gaunt face showing prominent bones, and his yellowish pupils emitted a faint orange glow, resembling a terminally ill patient with severe eye disease who would soon depart from this world.
"What do you mean now that I'm a Star Hunter? Where is the pride you once had as a hunter? The pride and dignity of leading the Dynasty Hunter Team? You always taught us to aim high and strive to eliminate the Zerg completely. What has happened to you? I need you to tell me."
Medusa's voice grew louder, almost roaring from her throat.
"The past is history; let's not bring it up again. Focus on what’s in front of us," Good replied coolly, not even glancing at Medusa, who was silently shedding tears in the passenger seat.
With those heated exchanges, the gap between them widened even more. However, Medusa struggled with her tears the most. Once upon a time, she was a technician for the Dynasty Hunter Team; now, after all this time, she had become part of the Star Hunter Team due to her extensive practical experience and proof of survival after hovering between life and death.
Star Hunters held an exceptional status within the association due to their dedication and were ranked third in terms of strength.
Good said calmly, "No more. I don’t want to reminisce about the past either. Let’s take a break. Just like your current situation—if you ask me now, I won’t answer you. Instead of getting tangled up in this, it’s better to rest now; once we reach our destination, there won’t be time to think about these things."
Medusa snapped back to reality and retorted angrily, "You don’t get to dictate my feelings! The wind is blowing here; I have presbyopia now—my eyes are dry and painful. Even shedding tears makes my vision much clearer."
After listening, he fell silent again, but his silence did not mean he was indifferent. The muscles on his face began to relax and gradually appeared to stiffen.
"I'll take a nap. Wake me when we're nearby."
Medusa slowly lowered the chair behind her, bending her body at a ninety-degree angle as she lay down.
She didn't find lying on the chair uncomfortable; at times like this, having a place to rest and sleep was already something to be grateful for.
As she drifted off to sleep, time seemed to flow unusually quickly. After an unknown period, in a state between sleep and wakefulness, she opened her hazy eyes and felt a wave of dizziness. She found herself in a white expanse resembling delicate silk threads, with the truck seemingly parked in the snow, yet the white space held no chill at all.
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