Ding Yi glanced up at the wall clock hanging in the carriage; it was now ten o'clock on the morning of the fifth day.
He walked out of the battle car and came to the cultivation cabin in the corridor, opened the lid to water with fresh water, then pulled out a handful of tender grass to feed the Rock-Horned Horse nearby, and spoke to the man in the sunlight:
"In another two hours, Oasis Town will stop its progression and begin this Holy Spring Day."
Lin Feng nodded, calculating that it had been about seventeen days since he awakened from the wasteland.
And within this brief half-month, he had grown from a near-death struggle to his current state.
Not only had he established a firm foothold in Oasis Town, ensuring food and clothing, but his strength had skyrocketed.
On average, it could be said that he advanced a level each day.
This rapid speed was unparalleled even by the evolution geniuses, the favored children of heaven, of the past.
