While Dustin and the others explored the ruins within the mountain, the area at Buzhou Mountain's base shrouded by the golden barrier had completely devolved into hell. Tens of thousands of people had been randomly teleported to various platforms at the mountain's base. No organization, no order—only naked survival of the fittest. The strong plundered the weak at will; the weak became servants, or even... food. On the largest platform at the mountain's base, Qin Hao stood with hands clasped behind his back, coldly watching the chaotic slaughter below. Beside him, Qin Xue toyed idly with a wildflower she had picked from somewhere. "Brother, these ants are so noisy." Qin Xue frowned. Qin Hao said flatly: "They won't be noisy for long. Survival of the fittest is simply heaven's law. They'll be eliminated soon enough." "But we're trapped here too." Qin Xue was somewhat displeased. "I wanted to sit back and reap the benefits, b...