I stood behind them, taking in everything that happened. Traveling with a strong team like this, at least we don't have to worry about ending up alone.
Otherwise, what would be the point of coming here? We're not a professional funeral procession.
However, speaking of which, teams that have accompanied us often end up completely wiped out or barely surviving. The mortality rate is extraordinarily high.
"Scared?" A sudden voice interrupted my thoughts.
I turned my head to find that it was 'Junior Brother Sha' from Meng Qingyu's team talking to me.
This person's surname was Sha, and he was carrying three backpacks by himself, like a human luggage cart.
Professor Liu's two students didn't have backpacks, so the ones he was carrying on his arms must belong to them.
This person wasn't tall, but he was strong. The backpack on his back was almost as tall as he was, and with two large backpacks in hand, he walked briskly without breaking a sweat.
