The lumberjacks had to complete their tasks for the day before returning to the stronghold. In the meantime, Milo chatted with this group of workers while waiting for them to finish.
After Milo departed from the Razor Sharp Company without saying goodbye, he did not immediately venture deeper into the Central Plains from the Ultima Consortium’s territory. Instead, he headed south and found the place where the flood occurred. From there, he marched all the way eastward while looking for tracks of Donti and the others along the riverbank.
The valley had formed a new river channel. Almost every year, the landscape here would be different from the previous year. The river that flowed downstream from the snowy mountains was like time washing away the familiarity of what used to lie here.
As he followed the river, Milo even saw the settlement where his family used to live and the place where Miriam taught him how to use a sniper rifle. But times changed, and things were no longer as they used to be.
Milo did not manage to find any leads with regards to Old Bane and the others even though he was about to reach Stronghold 61.
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