The actual situation matched the information provided by Copernicus. Around one kilometer ahead of them sat a building, and it was quite a large one at that.
It was a sprawling and severe-looking mansion. In front of the entrance was a garden, and the gate of the garden was about two meters away from the road. The mansion was wreathed in the same darkness as the rest of the field. Even though the players were only standing ten meters away, all they could see was darkness. It was as if the streetlight and moonlight were blocked by a certain obstacle, preventing them from shining into this piece of land.
In front of the garden, Feng Bujue took out his flashlight from the inventory. The others followed suit. Most of them used flashlights, but Zen Dream raised a lighter. Yes, the one he used to light his cigarettes.
"I say, Brother Zen, aren't you afraid that the flame will sear your hand once you move faster?" Feng Bujue asked.
