Zhou Moli turned and asked, "Lu Yang, what do you think?"
"Their discussion can be used as a reference."
Lu Yang looked into the distance and stated, "The people from the program team are here."
"The program team?"
The six of them looked in the direction that Lu Yang was pointing.
Two helicopters were heading toward them from a great height in the sky. The helicopters appeared more plainly as the gap between them narrowed.
The black nose of the helicopter looked like a shield. The name Z6-102 was clearly imprinted on the blue and black helicopter's body.
Lu Mingyu yawned, and his eyelids were heavy with exhaustion.
"The program team suddenly became kind and decided to airdrop supplies to us?"
Wen Jian's eyes lit up. "Really? Do they have a spicy dry hot pot? Is there a barbeque?"
"Look at how hungry Wen Jian is. The program team should show humanity and quickly send her food!"
Lin Xinmeng was confused.
