She brought up a map, and a light gray area was slowly expanding at the edge of the Downspirit territory.
"At this rate, it'll affect Feiyue City in at most a year, maybe even sooner."
Tu Hu stared at the gray area slowly eroding the foundation of civilization, the long-lost sense of crisis surged back into his heart.
This was different from any crisis they had encountered before.
"Is there any pattern?" Tu Hu asked.
Xingtong shook her head:
"Completely random, resource points in different regions and different ecosystems are showing the same symptoms, the only common factor is that it's all happening within the areas controlled by our Downspirit Civilization, so I've seen it as a precision strike from an external threat."
She turned off all the images, and the room fell into darkness again:
"Ancestor, I've employed every monitoring method, even activating several observation devices left by the Dream Weaving Clan, and the results are all the same: everything is normal."
