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Although it was a pity for Chen An that the oil could not be used, the thought of going back to find Ivanov relieved him.

He walked at a faster pace, but there was only weeds and ruins in the bleak cold wind in his vision, and he could not see the damn bear.

The bear wandered around in front of you every day when he should not appear, but he disappeared without a trace when you needed him, thought Chen An.

"Ivanov!" Chen An shouted.

He was surrounded by nothing, and no one answered him.

"Goo goo goo - goo goo goo -"

He could not tell what creature was shouting. The setting sun had begun to retract her soft light, and it was getting dark.

After shouting several times without hearing Ivanov\'s response, Chen An gradually became a little bit anxious. Had something happened to that damn bear?

"Ivan-"

"Where are you? Answer me when you hear me!"

He remembered Ivanov was coming this way. Chen An kept looking around as he shouted. The setting sun had touched the sea level as if the next moment it would be swallowed up by the deep sea.

With the advent of the night, the whole island was plunged into an eerie atmosphere. Unknown birds flitted across the sky in a low profile, whirring toward the abandoned building.

Chen An\'s eyes rested on the deserted building. Would Ivanov run in there?

He took out his flashlight and walked towards the building. In a short time, he came to the entrance of the building. Inside, there was a rotten smell of no one living for a long time. Dust was everywhere. Boots left by former Soviet soldiers fell on the ground askew.

"Ivan, are you here?" Chen An stood at the door and shouted. His echo came from the empty building.

"You fucking bear, don\'t let me find you, or you\'re finished, damn Ivanov!" Thought Chen An in his heart.

Breathing out a sigh of relief gently, Chen An entered the deserted military building. He used a flashlight to shine around, the corner of the room was full of spider webs and dust, the ground filled with broken old furniture.

"Ivan, have you heard my voice? Answer me when you hear it..."

He could still only hear his own reply. It sounded like the shabby house was playing games with him and repeating his words.

More and more cold sweat broke out from his palm and forehead. He hated the feeling that he was the only one in the world. He hated being alone. He hated being alone on this damn island.

As his pace became heavier, Chen An suddenly felt a little bit tired. He stopped gradually and sat down on the dusty ground, holding a flashlight in one hand and his forehead in the other, as if someone was pinching his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

"An-"

Was it an illusion? He seemed to hear someone calling him.

"Chen An. Where are you?"

The rattled voice sounded just like that damn bear.