The hardware store was just a temporary hiding place for Aunt Hua and the children. Now that they had a destination, there was no reason to linger.
Since they'd decided on a destination, the sooner they set out, the better. Time was precious, after all. Every extra day spent outside meant one more meal to eat.
And they didn't have much food left.
"We can't make it that far on our own. We'll have to find a team."
"A team?"
Tang Mo was a little confused. From what she'd seen, the people of this world had no intention of fighting the Meat Dragons. So what was the point of having a team?
'It couldn't just be to share meals, could it?'
