It was like a ghost wandering outside, silent and utterly still.
This anomaly had no blood, skin, or scales. It lay on the water, seemingly drifting with the current, but a closer look revealed that no matter how the water carried it, it always moved forward. Eventually, it stopped outside the barrier.
Inside the barrier, Chu Sheng and the others had set up a table and sat in the center of the hilltop, while the survivors stayed around the edges.
Although the food and other supplies had been swept away, thanks to the way Wu Meng and her four companions had tied everything down, they had only lost one sack of flour from their vehicle. They still had plenty of rice and flour left.
Food soaked in water would soon spoil unless they ate it quickly.
So they distributed the waterlogged food.
That gave the survivors a chance to enjoy a good meal.
Cheng Xue's cooking tasted pretty good, and Chu Sheng and the others sat together around the table.
Except for Captain Hui and An Xi, who had fallen asleep from exhausting too much mental power, everyone was there.
Old Man Li took a sip of liquor, picked up a piece of cured meat with his chopsticks, and kept hissing and exhaling through his mouth.
"Hiss... ah... Fang, how long do you think it'll take us to get out of here?" Old Man Li took another sip and looked at Fang Hong, who was serving as their temporary guide.
At his question, Fang Hong thought for a moment before answering, "Under the current circumstances, we should be out in two or three months."
"But if we travel at the speed we were going earlier, five or six hundred kilometers an hour, it should only take about twenty days."
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