Chen Pingping was much calmer than Guang Xiaoyu and didn't go wild with joy at the thought of reaching their destination. On the contrary, he was continuously surveying the deadly area.
The old yellow ox beside him was very calm.
The little black dog he was holding in his arms was quieter than usual, but the Earth Chicken following behind them had panic in its eyes, occasionally scrutinizing its surroundings.
He looked back, a smile playing on his lips. So, you get scared too?
Two years had passed, and it still hadn't been tamed.
Good thing the System hasn't dished out any punishment! Entering the Wasteland should be an opportunity, but I'm not very interested in those so-called Great Opportunities!
After walking for several days, the area remained desolate and uninhabited. Not a blade of grass was in sight, and not even a shadow could be found, let alone the eyes of a Demon God.
Things seemed unusually quiet.
Shi Yi was very cautious. "Should we... change our direction?"
