It had to be said that riding a little flatbed cart through an area overrun by monsters was an enormous test for the heart.
Many times, those tentacles were practically within arm's reach, while there was only a single wooden plank beneath them.
No one knew where this vehicle was taking them. All they could do was sit quietly on it and wait.
The others looked relatively fine, but for the enormous Living Polyploid, every moment was nerve-racking. He was terrified that one careless move would send him off the cart.
If the others had not noticed his predicament and squeezed to the side to make more room for him, he would probably have had no choice but to stand miserably, squat, or hold a one-legged horse stance like Master Huang.
It was worth mentioning that the road they traveled was visibly uneven, and sometimes they even had to deliberately take detours. Yet those seated on the cart felt no bumps at all, and its speed remained constant throughout.
That could probably be considered a hidden benefit.
Otherwise, if it really jolted all the way along, with so little room on the cart, a few people might well have been thrown off midway.
--When the time neared the one-and-a-half-hour mark, an unexpected development finally appeared before them.
Ever since leaving town, their vehicle had been traveling along a road. Dense mist surrounded them, while all manner of enormous monsters wandered through it. Faintly visible were the countless tentacles dangling down from the sky.
The scene was somewhat like that in the movie The Mist... except the monsters' numbers and size had been multiplied to an extreme degree.
Even when enormous tentacles occasionally blocked the road, the vehicle would automatically detour around them. The Collective Vehicle was self-driving, so Bai Zhi