This blood line ran through the center of the eye, looking rather eerie, but if you didn’t look closely, it was still hard to notice.

Was it always there? Or did it suddenly appear?

William Scott temporarily set these thoughts aside, then helped Emily Carter up, and looked down at the still-shaken Chad Green: “You’d better learn how to save yourself.”

Then he glanced at the others. “These aberrants aren’t actually that strong right now. As long as you overcome your fear, even Emily can kill them, can’t she?”

After saying this, he comforted Emily Carter a couple of times, then took the lead and walked ahead.

He had a feeling that the lair of the aberrants wasn’t far from here.

Chad Green still looked lost and dazed; just now, he had been far too close to death.

At this moment, what frightened him wasn’t just these aberrants, but also this island.

What kind of place could give birth to such monsters?

The way that beautiful woman had looked at him just now was as if she’d seen something novel and amusing...

Chad Green was very familiar with that look. When he was a child and caught a bee, then gleefully tore off its wings, pulling out the stinger and its insides together, that was the same look.

It was the natural indifference of a higher lifeform toward a weaker one...

Yet when that feeling was directed at himself, Chad Green felt a chill run down his spine.

In a place like this, could they really make it out alive?

“Come on, Chad Green, get up.” A boy named Eric Harris walked over and pulled him up.

“Eric Harris, what William Scott said just now, why did it sound so off to me? Was he saying we’re not only worse than him, but even worse than a little girl?” Another person glanced at William Scott’s back, lowered his voice, and said angrily, a bit embarrassed.

“Yeah, we’re all classmates, the way he talks is too much. After all, we’re all just ordinary people, no one can be like him...” Eric Harris nodded in agreement, then thought for a moment and added, “Ah, forget it, don’t take it to heart. We still have to help each other if we want to survive...” As Eric Harris spoke, his gaze involuntarily drifted to Emily Carter, then to the corpse.

“I just wonder, how does Mr. Scott know so much information that we don’t? It’s like he’s really familiar with these aberrants... Heh, I’m just saying.”

Eric Harris suddenly left this remark with a meaningful tone, then let go of Chad Green and walked ahead.

The remaining students looked at each other, unable to help but ponder the meaning behind Eric Harris’s words.

“Bang!”

A seemingly dead aberrant suddenly arched its body, but William Scott reacted quickly and stabbed it with a chair leg.

A black line immediately entered William Scott’s body. His eyes lit up slightly, and he quietly clenched his fist.

No change, but a slight itch came from the wound on his abdomen.

“My strength hasn’t increased, but my regeneration keeps getting stronger...” William Scott thought to himself.

By now, his feelings about the changes in his body had shifted from initial anxiety to a kind of anticipation.

If his worries were correct... and the space gate would never close again, then getting stronger was crucial.

Even without considering the space gate, just to survive on the island now, to return to the human world, he had to get as strong as possible.

“The third one...”

Eric Harris stood not far away, watching William Scott, muttering to himself.

This was already the third aberrant William Scott had killed, starting from James Carter.

After Chad Green encountered that not-quite-dead aberrant, the others became much more cautious, and soon found a second one still alive.

That time, William Scott didn’t say a word, just went over and finished it off.

No one really paid attention to this, and some even secretly felt relieved they didn’t have to do it themselves.

But Eric Harris always felt there was something off about William Scott... very off.

He tried to find clues in all of William Scott’s actions, and now he was observing how William Scott killed the aberrants.

The second one was understandable, but this one was still far away from them—was it really necessary to go over and kill it?

Everyone else had given it a wide berth.

Unlike the aberrants that boarded the ship before, these ones were all incomplete...

Eric Harris narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking.

...

The island wasn’t very big. William Scott and the others had landed on the opposite side at first, but as they ventured deeper into the forest, they gradually drew closer to the other people who had also escaped onto the island.

“Miracle...” David Bolton muttered as he slipped into the woods, but didn’t join the others who had escaped ashore. After watching them for a while, he suddenly found a spot to stand off to the side, staring blankly.

The others had no intention of calling him over... At a time like this, everyone was struggling to protect themselves—who had the energy to care about someone else?

“What should we do?” a female tourist asked through tears.