The sharp calls of the giant bats behind faded into the distance.
Huihui maintained its speed, continuing to fly forward at the fastest pace.
After about two minutes, the sounds of bats were no longer heard from behind, and Xu Xin let out a long sigh of relief.
"They probably won't catch up; Huihui, slow down a bit if you're tired. We still have three hundred kilometers to go."
"Ya—" Huihui let out a cry, slowing down just a little, but not by much.
Beside Xu Xin, Old Yang who had been laying flat on Huihui's back straightened up and looked back: "Did we shake them off? Using the treehouse core to distract them was a pretty clever trick."
"Didn't you know that the treehouse core can attract them?" Xu Xin asked.
"You did it, so now I know." Old Yang turned back, operating his dashboard while saying, "We usually don't interact with purebred giant beasts. Even during experiments, they are blood-patterned giant beasts, so we don't fully understand these purebred ones."
I see.
