From the information revealed by the carjackers and the Dong Jingxuan brothers, the genetic code was required to activate a spatial item called the "Little Tunnel." The codes for items like this were difficult to crack, and they were mass-produced. Since someone had come looking for the code, that meant they had one of these items. The Dong family could also hand them out freely to their younger generation—not only were they mass-produced, but to a powerful family like the Dongs, who controlled plenty of resources, they weren't particularly valuable.
At least in Dong Qifeng's eyes, the item at stake in the brothers' hunting wager wasn't very important.
Dong Jingxuan, however, was quite interested.
Xu Huo nodded. "Don't blame me if you lose."
Dong Jingxuan had complete confidence in him. He went up and taunted Dong Qifeng a couple more times, then the four of them rode their single-person aircraft into the forest.
They had all changed into jackets the same color as the forest. The single-person aircraft, which looked more like flying skateboards, were white. As soon as they entered the forest, their eyes could barely keep up with the aircraft's speed. Vast numbers of translucent or transparent plants crowded together, reflecting dazzling arcs of light under the lamps and placing a tremendous strain on the eyes.
The roar of a beast came from the distance. Xu Huo was about to follow Dong Jingxuan when the player who had come with Dong Qifeng turned his aircraft around and cut him off.
The neatly groomed man ran his right hand over his hair, which was slick with gel. He didn't seem intent on giving Xu Huo a hard time; he merely indicated that Xu Huo couldn't go any farther.
Xu Huo obligingly stopped where he was, pulled a cigarette case