Under Zhao Chunfeng's guidance, the Hope Convoy moved another twenty kilometers or so and set up camp at the foot of a mountain.
After they stopped, the survivors all came to Niu Dagang's bus to collect supplies for dinner.
After he expanded the interior with Void Spirit Jade, Niu Dagang was the bus's only occupant, and its partitioned areas were larger too. It could even haul supplies for all the survivors.
As a result, all the survivors had been traveling light during their recent moves.
Luo Fan glanced at the bustle around Niu Dagang's bus but said nothing more.
"Brother Zhao, have you noticed we've been moving more often lately?" Luo Fan asked Zhao Chunfeng.
"Yes, that does seem to be the case." Zhao Chunfeng thought about it, then nodded.
"When we first advanced to the second-tier sequence one after another, our overall strength took a huge leap in a short time, so we could often rest for long stretches."
"But lately, we've had fewer and fewer long rests."
"And we've been moving more and more often instead."
"That should mean our convoy is attracting high-tier Weirds more easily, right?" Luo Fan added.
"That should be it. Besides, anything that makes the divination show an ill omen must at least be a special-type third-tier Weird, or even a fourth-tier Weird, right?"
"Weirds below the second tier are practically weird crystals delivering themselves to our door."
"Overall, though, we still get more rest than we did at the start," Zhao Chunfeng said with a thoughtful expression.
Luo Fan nodded at that.
Indeed, although they had less time to rest lately, things were still much better than when everyone had been in the basic sequence.
The convoy settled down, and everyone prepared dinner. After eating, they took turns keeping watch.
The others