There were no survivors.
But that no longer mattered.
These Trolls clearly did not look like they could talk.
Though he had plenty of time, Ye Qiyan did not intend to waste too much of it on these Trolls.
He simply sent out the Giant Eagle to explore in the direction the Trolls had come from.
At the Giant Eagle's current level,
although its combat strength was only in the second tier, when it came to speed, in [Extreme Flash] mode, it flew only a little slower than Eve and Hunt.
"Go on. Be careful. Once you've filmed enough, head to that skyscraper. I'll know."
"Screee!"
The Giant Eagle beat its wings and flew above the clouds, turning into a streak of brilliant golden lightning before vanishing.
With the arrangements made,
Ye Qiyan summoned White Bear as well.
Driving Road Hog, the motorcycle that had combined with White Bear, he raced at full speed across the wasteland outside RUN Company's headquarters.
A mountain in sight was still a long ride away.
White Bear summoned an ice road, and Road Hog could reach a top speed of 700 kilometers per hour on it, considerably faster than Ye Qiyan's train under normal conditions.
Even so, despite traveling in a straight line, it still took him more than ten minutes to finally arrive beneath the enormous structure that was called a company but looked more like a nation.
At the foot of the skyscraper towering into the clouds, many villages had gathered.
The people living in these villages had all been relocated here by RUN Company from numerous Low-level Platform Worlds facing destruction or whose very settings were utterly hopeless.
They had formed villages of various sizes.
They surrounded the foot of RUN Company.
This seemed to have begun under the previous boss.