Leng Feng was completely dumbfounded. "Picking up people—how are you picking up people?"
"What kind of vehicle are you using?"
As he spoke, he rushed out of the office, heading to where Fei Hu was making the call.
The group organized by Long Yun followed behind him. Although some people hadn't slept at night, the dungeon was densely populated now, and everyone's movement space was very limited.
Under the cover of night, Leng Feng led the group through a passage that was still under construction and had not yet opened.
Passing through the crowded residential area, they quickly reached the outskirts, where the population was even denser.
The smell here was even worse than inside, the air thick with a rotting stench, along with some odors left from long neglect.
Further out, the population dwindled, because this area had completely left the dungeon's protective zone.
This area had already been scorched by fire; blackened earth was everywhere, and the trees looked like charcoal.
