As Xu Xingcheng spoke, he pulled out three photos—the very ones Gu Mian had been sitting on. "He gave me both the group photo and these three pictures. He told me to find you and show you the way to survive."
Wenqin Tan Jiu looked dazed. "So, it was really like that... But we only have five photos left now. I'm afraid this path to survival won't work anymore."
"It's better than nothing," Xu Xingcheng said. "Don't we still have the Polaroid camera? We can use that to take more photos. Try to cover as large an area as possible with each shot; it'll at least be somewhat useful."
Ningmeng Busuan was examining the photos in Xu Xingcheng's hand. She noticed that of the three, one showed a roadside, another an intersection, and the last was of the reservoir they had passed while on the bus.
However, there was something strange about the reservoir photo. She pointed to the road beside the reservoir. "Why is there a tear here?"
