The car was driving through a dense, primordial forest.
The road was very muddy and bumpy.
Lin Chen sat inside the car, looking out the window, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
He always had a feeling that someone was watching their car continuously.
The car drove for half a day, and due to the bumpy ride, many people were quite uncomfortable.
Along the way, Lin Chen noticed several other caravans, almost all heading towards the port.
Among these cars, some were tourists, but Lin Chen also spotted some individuals of considerable strength, clearly their objective was Wanling Island.
At noon, the car finally stopped, and everyone got out to rest.
"Brother Chen Lin, have some cookies." Mu Ya beside him handed a handful of cookies to Lin Chen.
As Lin Chen ate the cookies, he suddenly remembered something.
"Mu Ya, do you still have those pills you gave me yesterday?"
