Feng Ling: "..."
Just minutes ago, she had been complaining that Huangfu Miaomiao was breathing too loudly. She hadn't expected it to be her turn so soon.
This time, she couldn't use Little Third Child as an excuse.
The five Hunters weren't fools either. Lu Boyi picked up a portable flashlight and clicked it on—
A beam of light immediately fell on Feng Ling.
"It's you?!" Li Yu was the first to recognize Feng Ling, and he was utterly shocked. "How did you get onto our truck? When did you climb aboard?!"
Wang Xunmei recognized Feng Ling too and said in surprise, "What's going on? How did this child get onto our truck?! Th-this... should we call the police?"
Lu Boyi frowned. "Probably not. This area is under Military Region jurisdiction and is a restricted zone. The police won't come in."
"Then what do we do? Turn back and drive to a nearby town to find the police?" Zhang Lu was a little bewildered. "Even if we go to the nearest police station, it'll take three or four hours round trip."
Lin Pengpeng looked grim. "There's no helping it, even if it wastes time. We can't take a child into the Maze. This kid will die from contamination."
Li Yu turned to Lin Pengpeng and asked, "Shouldn't we call the Foundation in this situation? The supplies will definitely be delayed, so we need to explain it to them..."
Watching them talk over one another, Feng Ling sighed, braced herself with her right hand, and flipped down from the truck.
All five looked at her, each with a different expression in their eyes.
Some were wary, some confused, some scrutinized Feng Ling, while others were merely worried that they wouldn't be able to complete the delivery smoothly.
Feng Ling curled her