「The Chaotic Stone Slope, north of Eggshell Village.」
The Floating Mountain, like a giant hot air balloon, drifted slowly across the sky, heading north.
Atop the Floating Mountain, Wang Yi stood at the cliff's edge. With his hands clasped behind his back, he gazed down at the forest below, an air of profound mystery about him.
Parked beside him was the Crossbow Machine Carriage, and next to it stood Yang Qingxiu and Pang Damao, their eyes wide with disbelief.
Wang Yi had been planning to explore the north and happened to run into Yang Qingxiu, who was heading up the mountain to gather herbs, so he brought her along.
As for Pang Damao, Wang Yi brought him along so he could get a bird's-eye view of the forest and continue improving the map of the surrounding area.
Wang Yi had seen the map Pang Damao drew. It was simple, easy to understand, and quite commendable.
