The group got busy.
They took the smoked meat hanging under the chimney, potatoes, onions, black bread, and some blueberries from the warehouse, and set off to follow Lin Baici.
Regardless of its usefulness, except for Luo Jiaming, everyone else took a flamethrower.
They felt carrying this thing could provide a sense of security.
Half an hour later, the group caught up with Lin Baici.
"Why so slow?"
Zhong Shuman complained, worried that if they encountered danger, she wouldn't even have cannon fodder to use.
"It's already fast enough!"
Luo Jiaming kept urging them to move faster.
By now, everyone was already exhausted.
Ma Xiaoyun, the photographer, and the woman with the lip ring all breathed a sigh of relief when they reunited with Lin Baici, each dropping to the ground to rest as quickly as possible.
"How about letting them rest for a bit?"
Huang Cheng suggested.
No one knows how much longer they'll need to travel, so energy must be used wisely.
