After putting on airs for a few seconds, Bai Xiqin got off the helicopter together.
The journey from Shanghai to Azure Dragon Mountain took several hours. They arrived late at night, with the sky filled with stars.
Whether before or after the apocalypse, the stars in the mountains always seem brighter than those in the city.
The helicopter landed at the foot of Azure Dragon Mountain. Looking up at the mountain, a heavy sense of oppression hit them.
The black night gave the green forest a solemn hue.
Azure Dragon Mountain was quiet, occasionally pierced by the chirping of nocturnal insects.
Although it was so cold, the number of insects didn't seem to have decreased much.
"That fatty is still sleeping in the bus, I wonder if he still remembers his good buddy!"
The fatty refers to the Mutated Panda.
Bai Xiqin recalled that the Mutated Panda had once teamed up with Zhu Yan to try to empty her coffers.
Later, Zhu Yan even drove a truck to take the Mutated Panda back home.
