The sun gradually set in the west, and the horizon was golden-red. In the grayish-black wilderness, trees occasionally appeared, standing tall.
Long Yuehong looked at the few figures heading north and asked in confusion, "Why are some Ruin Hunters traveling purely on foot? Won't they be unable to keep up with the previous batch of people?"
Ever since they separated from Wu Shoushi and the others and headed to Blackrat Town, they encountered several groups of Ruin Hunters heading north of Yuelu Station.
Some of these hunters had driven modified vehicles, some used motorcycles that constantly roared, some relied on bicycles, and others rode domesticated horses. Although there were all kinds of strange vehicles, they had some form of transportation.
Bai Chen—who was driving—glanced at them and simply said, "They're all here to pick up the leftovers."
"What do you mean?" asked Long Yuehong.
