Yang Yong looked up at Cao Xianming and found Cao Xianming looking at him too.
Both saw the excitement in the other's eyes.
The environment here had been preserved exactly as it was before the apocalypse.
If this place held no deadly danger and people could live and reproduce here over the long term, then living inside this so-called Whale Lord's belly was not a bad thing.
They just did not yet know whether this place had any drawbacks...
Cao Xianming tried to deduce the nature of the space inside this so-called Whale Lord's belly.
But the moment the thought arose...
An enormous, round eye suddenly appeared in his mind.
With a scarlet iris and a vertical pupil, it stared down at him coldly from on high.
As though looking at an ant.
Cao Xianming went rigid, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
Fuck!
Sure enough, this sort of thing was not to be meddled with!
He could not casually try to deduce anything about it!
Yang Yong watched Cao Xianming as they walked. When he saw the man suddenly shudder, his entire body drenched as though he had been hauled out of the water, he immediately knew... this fellow must have been up to no good again.
Without drawing attention, Yang Yong steadied Cao Xianming before he could collapse, pointed upward, and lowered his voice. "You tried to calculate the situation with that big fellow up there, didn't you?"
Cao Xianming adjusted his Gold-rimmed Glasses and nodded without a word.
He looked completely drained.
Yang Yong immediately called over Xiao Ma, the Convoy Assistant... the fellow was young and strong, so he had him carry Cao Xianming on his back.
Soon, they crossed a stretch of wasteland and saw row upon row of crude wooden houses.
"This is