Strange

"I hope it's Tai City," muttered Long Yuehong, whose turn it was to drive.

That way, the Old Task Force could quickly complete the exploration and return to Pangu Biology.

At this moment, Long Yuehong subconsciously wanted to pray, but he couldn't find a suitable target. He wasn't a believer of any Kalendaria, nor was he willing to god-hop like Shang Jianyao.

As for the traditional idea of heaven, he felt that there was too much hocus-pocus.

After some careful thought, he decided to turn toward his ancestors for blessings.

Upon hearing Long Yuehong's words, Shang Jianyao scoffed. "Can't wait to return to the company?"

Long Yuehong blushed, embarrassed to admit it.

"We've been out for months. We do need to return to the company to rest for a period of time." Bai Chen spoke up for him, frankly without any embarrassment.