The moment Little White stepped onto it, the train instantly disintegrated into a cloud of dust.
It was as if it had come from nothingness, only to now return to the elements.
Before them, only an empty mountain forest met their eyes.
Little White froze. 'Did I just make things worse?'
'A perfectly fine train... was it really that fragile?'
Wen Ying took Little White's hand. "It's not your fault. The train was about to fall apart anyway."
"Then how do we get home?" Little White asked, feeling a little wronged. That train was what had brought them here.
'Don't tell me we have to walk back now?'
The RUMBLE of an aircraft sounded from above their heads.
A helicopter.
The three of them sat in the helicopter. There was only a single pilot, who was under orders to escort Doctor Wen home.
In less than an hour, the helicopter arrived at the clinic.
