บท 97: Spiders and Their Silk

Sorting his memory while trotting in the jungle, Chang groped around an area along the edge of the jungle.

The dusk had arrived, and the sun was lowering its face behind the horizon. He sped up his pace, hoping that by the time he arrived at the spider zone, the last beam of sunlight would cease.

The last rays of the setting sun granted him the ability to see the transparent spider silk, yet leaving his enemies no chance of noticing it. By his estimations, the night would fall completely in approximately 20 minutes, and the hooknosed woman would catch up with him in half an hour.

He wanted to enter the den when the sunlight was still illuminating the jungle so that he could plan out his path. And hopefully, when the woman and those gene-altered soldiers arrived, they won’t have sight of the thin and shiny spider silk.