The surroundings were a silent wilderness, with only the occasional chirps of birds. 。In a corner of the factory, sparks occasionally flew out. A bonfire burned quietly, and a long shadow flickered on the ruins. 。,When he was young and ignorant, he never asked his foster parents about their past. But when he grew a little older, his foster parents went out scavenging during a pirate raid and were killed by a stray bullet. 。Mu Fan then had no more opportunities to ask about the details of the past. 。That year, he was ten years old. 。,With a whoosh, Mu Fan stopped, his bright eyes shining at this moment. He stood at the edge of the jungle, sniffing the pungent scent of wild beasts in the air。