Song Moting did not take the usual path back to the ravine in front of him.
On the way up, he had to follow the direction in his mind and the simple markers he set himself. Retracing the original path would avoid danger. Of course, another more direct and therefore more convenient route was now available to them.
Song Moting estimated that they could save at least several days, possibly more.
They had to choose between waiting for rescue and rescuing themselves.
On the other side of the ravine, the rustling sounds disappeared, evidence of some small animal, which also proved that it wasn't a cliff.
His gaze surveyed everything.
They had no way back. If they didn't move forward, they could only wait helplessly at the bottom for rescue, not knowing when it would arrive.
