A strange feeling crept over him. Gu Fan shook his head, tossing aside the chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind. The priority right now was to figure out how to regroup with everyone else.
As for whether to go left or right, no one could make up their minds, so they all turned to the boss.
"What a hassle," the boss sighed, resigned to bearing the responsibility and pressure. He picked a direction at random.
Everyone followed the boss, having no choice. After all, he seemed strong and had a gun in hand. A gun meant a sense of security, right?
So, the group advanced along a row of houses, constantly alert to the surrounding noises. Especially that pitch-black grove nearby—they were truly worried something might leap out from there.
Gu Fan's heart was racing, overwhelmed by tension and fear. He wondered, if "that thing" was following them, what method would it use? Would it jump between rooftops or keep pace with them through the forest?
