No-Fly Zone

Milluki cursed, but his hands did not slow down in the slightest.

He opened the backpack on his back and took out a Mechanical Dragonfly from the third inner compartment.

Its four thin wings unfolded and gave a faint tremble.

Bai Zhu leaned over.

"How much more stuff have you crammed into that dumpling of yours?"

Milluki connected the Mechanical Dragonfly to his terminal.

"None of your business."

"I think your bag and case are worth more than you are."

"Obviously."

Only after saying it did Milluki realize something was wrong. He looked up and glared at him.

"I'm warning you, don't get any ideas about them. You've already swindled plenty of my treasures from me!"

Bai Zhu was entirely unashamed.

"During special times, people should share what they should share. Don't be stingy."

"You really are scum."

"Thanks."

The Mechanical Dragonfly rose into the air.

Below the canopy, the image remained fairly stable.

A simple topographical map gradually formed on the terminal screen.

Bai Zhu and Milluki's location appeared as a small red dot. On the other side of Dankū was a cluster of densely moving blue dots, presumably the dogs.

Farther out, the map had barely drawn several routes before those lines began to warp.

Milluki frowned and tapped rapidly with his fingers.

Bai Zhu stared at the screen.

The paths that had just been generated changed position mere seconds later.

A trail that should have connected two wooded areas was forced aside by a stretch of lakeshore.

Of the Positioning Points they had passed on the way here, one was on the left, another on the right, and a third had drifted straight into a blank area.

Bai Zhu held it in for a long time.

"Did you buy counterfeit equipment?"

Milluki immediately bristled.

"You can insult