The snow vehicle continued to move forward, and along the way, there was nothing but an endless expanse of snowfields.
The vehicle Hu Yiyang and the others were riding was a 7-seater tracked snow vehicle, originally designed to carry six passengers besides the driver.
However, Jiang Yan and Mo Shiyao were petite, and given the apocalyptic environment, rules no longer mattered. So, counting Song Haitao, Song Qian, Ye Qing, and Sun Jingtao, they managed to squeeze in eight people.
On the road, Song Haitao, Hu Yiyang, and Song Qian chatted about the changes at the base during this period.
Sun Jingtao, Ye Qing, and Mo Shiyao occasionally chimed in.
Jiang Yan, on the other hand, was the most relaxed in the vehicle. She simply closed her eyes and chose to rest.
Gradually, the group sensed something was wrong.
Ye Qing casually glanced out the window, "Has anyone noticed that the sky looks a bit odd?"
