"Head north, what about Guo Village?" Old Pan pointed on the map as he spoke.
"Only the north is viable, other places won't do. The west doesn't have a river, the east is too inconvenient for transportation—there's really nowhere else but the north." Lin Baoguo nodded in agreement.
The students taking the college entrance exams had finally been sent off, transported by tractor, one load at a time. With the tractor in the middle, a group of people followed on either side, always on the lookout. After all, the waters had flooded the roads by now, especially the sections that had been submerged for several days. Big and small vehicles had passed over them, and without needing to take a look, one could tell the conditions below were far from good.
