In the morning, when the sky was still dark, Luo Yuan brought a big washbasin to the creek. The washbasin was made of steel and was about half a meter in diameter. It had been made using parts from the aircraft. Although Luo Yuan had made it as thin as he could, it still weighed more than 10 kilos. It could almost be used as a shield.

Although it was still early on the morning, the temperature was already high. It was more than 30 degrees, but compared to noon, no doubt this was the coolest time of the day.

The thunderstorm had been gone for five days, and the silent forest was regaining its liveliness. There were mutated beasts around, and the chirping sound of bugs could be heard. Compared to a few days earlier, it was a lot noisier.

Luo Yuan walked slowly as he frowned. He held the Zhanmadao in his right hand and cut the branches along the way. The leaves were bright green and new, obviously grown overnight. Layers of dried leaves were covering the ground, which was soft