Erik walked up the old stairway, his footsteps bouncing off the walls. He checked each floor of the building carefully, but found nothing except empty rooms and fallen hallways. A layer of dust covered everything, floating up into the air as he walked and moving at his passage.
[Nothing on the mana scan either,] the system said as they reached the last floor. [The snake was the only thing here.]
Erik moved to a broken window, surveying the surrounding area.
In truth, there were only signs of human presence on the ground level, nothing up here. But what did that an? Had those people died, or had they simply left without checking the upper floors?
Maybe they were in a hurry or simply didn't care about what was here. Erik had no way to know, and he didn't care, since it was unlikely those traces had been left by his friends.
It wasn't all bad, since at least now he had a clear picture of the place. Unfortunately, there was no one here.
[We should find a safe place to rest for the night. The sun is setting; visibility is getting worse. ]
The system paused.
[No. It will still be dangerous, since we don't know if there's sothing on the upper floors, but the sa can be said for the wilderness.]
Erik nodded. As he went down the stairs, he started having a little hunger.
[Agreed. That snake at might actually be useful.]
Erik stopped at the second floor. He quickly chose a room where to camp, one that had a window, since he needed to start a fire.
However, he created a small shelter inside the room with his Verdant Architect brain crystal power. Where the window was, he created a sort of chimney that went out of the window and then changed the material to sothing that wouldn't burn easily.
Then, he created so wood, which he then chopped down, and that he set ablaze with his Elental Lord.
The flas licked at the wood, quickly growing into a robust fire. Within minutes, waves of warmth radiated through the room, pushing back against the winter-chilling temperatures.
As Erik sat by the fire, his thoughts drifted to Rick, the clone he had left behind at his shelter. He was worried. However, he quickly pushed those concerns aside.
The clone was far from helpless - he had all of his abilities and combat experience. Sure, he lacked his brain crystal powers, but it wasn't a problem, since he was still strong enough.
Erik returned to the dead snake on the first floor and cut off pieces of its at. The at looked good—it was thick and dark. He took it back to where he had made camp and put it over the fire to cook.
Yet Erik only took around four pounds, which should last him for the next three days. Besides, if he wanted, Erik could even freeze it so he could get more.
[Indeed. Though I hope you're not planning to make a habit of hunting inside of ruins. The building's structural instability makes them dangerous, especially if you are forced to fight like you did earlier. You might end up destroying everything and burying yourself in.]
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