The borders of the desert and the forest were distinct and very discernible. One side glistened with golden sand while the other side was lush green plants.
"You plan on stopping the scorpions here?" Bai Qingqing asked.
She followed behind Winston but was caught unexpectedly by him suddenly stopping and bumped into his sturdy back.
"Ah!" Bai Qingqing covered her forehead and let out a cry.
Winston quickly turned back and rubbed her head, saying apologetically, "I was too engrossed in thinking. To think that I didn't notice you."
Bai Qingqing shook her head and smiled, saying, "It's fine. Are you going to stop the scorpions here? How are you planning to do that? By setting up traps?"
Beastmen were straightforward. How else would they stop them? Of course, they'd do physical combat and stop them with physical strength.
Winston asked curiously when he heard the unfamiliar term "trap" from his mate, "What is this trap you're talking about?"
