On the other side.
Qian Mingkui fell from midair, landing on his backside with a thud.
Crrack!
The Space Transmission Device in his hand emitted a plume of thick smoke.
"Such an expensive thing, broken after just one use?" Qian Mingkui clicked his tongue.
A gadget of this size was worth millions!
He hurriedly packed it away!
If he could fix it when he got back, reselling it would mean another inflow of cash.
Qian Mingkui carefully placed the Space Transmission Device back into his backpack and then stood up to survey his surroundings.
Not far away.
Long Lake rippled, shimmering under the light.
—This was indeed the place he visited last time.
Where was that big bird?
Qian Mingkui craned his neck, looking around.
Nothing.
Not just no bird, but absolute silence around, not even a hint of movement.
...It seems Brother Bird has left.
Sigh.
Forget it.
Partings are a common part of life.
Have a Coke to reminisce for a moment, before going monster hunting.
