"Alright, Godmother, Uncle Zhuzi, you can let go now."
Pang Dakun half-bodied into the maintenance platform, easily brought up the ladder, and used the pre-modified hook to secure it firmly at the edge, setting up a convenient staircase for going up and down.
The ladder was less than half a meter off the ground, so even Wu Lue, who was the least skilled in body techniques, could easily climb up.
"Master Jia, you'll stay behind to watch over the Fire-breathing Zombie."
Zhang Su instructed Jia Shiqin to stay below to guard the fire-breathing zombie, while the rest gradually climbed onto the railway bridge. Although the altitude was just ten meters higher, the surroundings felt entirely different, with a refreshing sense of openness.
It seemed like everyone had a mutual understanding to deliberately avoid glancing at the carriage windows.
"Eh?"
Qi Xiaoshuai curiously looked at the ground: "Why are there no crushed stones? Shouldn't stones be used to press down the tracks?"
