Tang Yue sat in the front passenger seat as the Mars Wanderer advanced amidst the darkness. To be honest, Tang Yue didn't have any confidence. At the very least, he had lost all his bearings. With one's vision hindered, no one could accurately determine their bearings. In the beginning, he still knew where north and south were, but after taking two bends in the darkness, Tang Yue was completely lost.
However, Tomcat appeared fully confident. It didn't show any hesitation when making turns.
The Mars Wanderer could only illuminate about five meters ahead of it in the sandstorm, and they were still at least thirty kilometers away from their destination.
"Ditch!"
"I see it." Tomcat gripped the steering wheel tightly. "However, it's not too deep. We can run over it."
