For three consecutive days, there had been no activity, and the tensions among Shen Wenchen's people had reached an unbearable point.
The city's food supplies were quickly being depleted. In ten days at most, they would be entirely consumed.
Adai never returned after he was sent with a message. There was no way of knowing what had happened to Eleven and Twelve.
The team that had been sent south to buy food had sent a message five days ago saying they would be back in the city in two days.
Strangely, the monsters showed no signs of attacking, as if their prior sighting at the city gate had been an illusion.
The calm on the surface only made the unknown underwater that much more terrifying.
They feared the creatures were waiting for them to run out of food, so they could easily kill them.
Shen Wenchen's face bore a look of utter exhaustion.
He was just too tired.
"Wenchen, you should rest for a little while longer."