Shen Yu followed him to buy some things.
There was still quite a bit of money left on Wen Zhishu's phone. If they spent sparingly, the few of them could hold out here for another month.
This world was rather realistic... After watching the entire process of him paying for the items, Shen Yu thought so.
It seemed to have been constructed based on the real world.
But it was not entirely complete.
Shen Yu asked, "Is there a vehicle?"
"Yes, I drove here."
"Take the food back first, then come down and find me."
"Alright."
Wen Zhishu did not ask why and quickly went back.
Then he drove over a vehicle from where it had been parked.
Shen Yu stared fixedly at the vehicle Wen Zhishu had brought over. It was a motorcycle.
"What's wrong? Get on."
Forget it. This was not the place to be picky about transportation.
Shen Yu got on.
"You sitting properly? Hold tight. Don't fall off."
"Where are we going?"
"Keep driving forward."
"We can't drive out. This place is limited to a certain area. No matter how far you drive, you'll eventually keep circling back to the same place."
That was how they had discovered something was wrong—because they could not go back.
"Drive forward."
"Alright, alright."
Wen Zhishu did not know why, either.
Hearing Shen Yu's cool, indifferent voice made him feel a shiver of apprehension, like a mouse seeing a cat, or like he had run into his homeroom teacher.
In short, he instinctively obeyed Shen Yu's command.
He twisted the throttle.
Wen Zhishu shot off on the motorcycle.
They were going rather fast.
Shen Yu hurriedly grabbed his clothes.
"You might as well hold my waist. Otherwise, I'm really afraid you'll fall off."
The motorcycle's back seat was quite small,