After saying that, Su Qiao casually picked a long, dried branch up from the ground and stuffed it into Han Feng's red-faced hands. Ignoring his flustered look, she strode off.
Han Feng hurried after her. Despite his tall, sturdy build, he followed Su Qiao step for step like a little lackey.
Their backs soon disappeared into the dense woods.
Seeing this, Mo Jin instructed the others to gather as many dry leaves and branches as possible, then entered another patch of forest with Cui Hu, who had insisted on coming along.
Once they entered the woods, Su Qiao's expression grew more serious.
Although this was no longer the primeval forest of ancient times, it was hardly any less dangerous.
The main problem was that she had no idea where they actually were.
She kept an eye on her surroundings while probing the path with the branch she had just picked up, preventing herself from being bitten by a snake.
"Xiao Si, pay attention to the moisture in the surrounding air, as well as the density of the vegetation."
I've detected that the humidity in the air is clearly increasing. Keep going forward. There should be a stream nearby.
444 had begun detecting and analyzing their surroundings long ago.
This Advanced Plane placed severe restrictions on it. Aside from scanning the area within a hundred meters, it could not even monitor or listen in from a distance.
There was no network here, and the signal didn't seem very good either. Most importantly, there wasn't even a phone or computer to serve as a medium.
When are you going to sort through your memories?
"We'll talk about it when we reach the water."
Su Qiao carefully observed the moss on the rocks and the vegetation on the ground, adjusting the direction in