The group didn't find any valuable intel in this plantation, or rather, they couldn't recognize what might be the key to purifying this rule pollution.
"What do we do now?"
Wu Shitong was feeling terrible. He was the oldest and his health was failing; even the pollution caused by taboo things was too much for him. If it had been God's bones, he would have been radiated into a Dead Flesh Man by now.
"Pick a direction and scout ahead!"
Lin Baici had already made up his mind.
"Which direction should we go?"
Li Yintong knew they couldn't just stay here indefinitely; they had to venture out eventually.
"I suggest we head this way!"
Luo Jiaming proposed.
"Why?"
Zhong Shuman, who respected this Below Dragon Level man's opinion, inquired.
"Intuition!"
Luo Jiaming laughed heartily: "My sixth sense is pretty accurate!"
In truth, it wasn't accurate at all. Luo Jiaming just wanted to make his own choice, so even if danger looms, he wouldn't blame others.
