They walked through a dense forest, yet in the brief moment between their steps, it was as though they had been transported into another world. Before them suddenly appeared a highly modernized camp with several hundred people.
It was the Pingtian Group's camp... The Group's logo on the tents made that obvious.
The beast-hide-clad Youngster Duobao was curiously surveying his surroundings, while the two sisters clicked their tongues in amazement. Qingyan mused, "A barrier?"
"This is the Group's new product, a mobile canopy created with spells, formations, and optical technology. While possessing a certain degree of resistance, it can also simulate the surrounding environment and isolate sound, scents, and so on." Wei Jia spoke rather casually. "It's one of the more useful things the Group has produced these past few years."
Ziyan exchanged a glance with her sister. This level is more than merely 'rather useful,' isn't it?
Looking at the many busy figures in the camp, Ziyan could not help frowning. "Just how many people did Uncle Niu send?"
"These are all the ones you see." Wei Jia led them toward a tent resembling a command center and explained, "Entering the ruins restricts not only cultivation, but also the maximum number of people. In fact, this is already the third group."
"What about the first two?" Qingyan asked curiously...
"Some escaped, and some sacrificed themselves." Wei Jia's expression remained impassive. "Only then did this camp reach its current scale."
By then, Mount Xiyue's small team had entered the command center. In the middle stood a huge holographic sand table... It should have been a topographical map of the Houtu Tribe.
Several locations resembling outposts were marked on the sand table. Presumably, besides this temporary base, they had established several other observation points.
A group of people dressed in research