By the third day of their return trip, they had covered over two thousand li.
There was no stopping to rest at night. People rested, but the vehicles kept moving, traveling around the clock.
Chen Luo estimated that they would reach the base around noon the next day.
There were plenty of petty bandits along the way, but Jiang Tiancheng was enough to deal with them. Chen Luo simply slept in the car.
Chen Luo still had some shame, so he stubbornly refused to take anything out of his ability space.
Otherwise, his dog theft would be exposed.
Having some plain noodles now and then to give his stomach a break wasn't bad, either.
Rich meals with meat and fish every day really did get tiresome.
By the morning of the fourth day, they were nearing the Divine Capital and would reach the base before noon.
Chen Luo smacked his lips. It had been ages since he'd eaten Ma Yu's cooking. He would have her make some extra today.
Suddenly, a dozen or so large trucks and buses appeared, completely blocking the road ahead of Chen Luo's convoy.
More people appeared behind the convoy, blocking their retreat as well.
They hadn't come with good intentions.
Jiang Tiancheng understood that they had run into the local big shots, and they weren't weak.
Their objective was simple: rob his group.
With a quick glance around, Jiang Tiancheng reckoned there were at least five or six hundred people surrounding them. They really were giving his group a lot of credit.
But neither Jiang Tiancheng nor the others panicked in the slightest. There was a god of slaughter sitting in their car.
Feng Jianming emerged from the crowd, rolling a pair of collectible walnuts in his hand, and spoke indifferently.
"Get out. Don't make