601 The Mirror World

The jeep headed northward with only Lu Shu and Chen Zuan on board, because the rest had entered the remains the next day of Lu Shu's return.

The wheels of the jeep sent waves of sand flying in the air. On either side of the car, the wind eroded landscape was strangely peculiar. No wonder the place was described as unusual, as the landforms itself reminded the visitors of the mythical inferno.

"Brother Shu, what do you expect of the remains this time?" Chen Zuan asked curiously.

"There could be thunderbolts that strike people," Lu Shu replied from the rear seat, with his eyes closed.

"… Don't bear grudges. I simply said the wrong things. By the way, do you think they are close to the relic? It's been nine days since the first group went into the remains."

"There could be thunderbolts that strike people," said Lu Shu calmly.

"From Chen Zuan's distress, +999!"