"Look, I told you, it's tough to get started with a sled, but once it gets moving, it becomes much easier." Qin Lang and Song Qian pulled on the ropes, then casually walked forward dragging the sled loaded with several hundred kilograms of musk ox.
Helping them secretly with ninety percent of the effort, Hua Bao silently stretched out a Vine towards Jiang Yan and elegantly waved Xiao Yezi.
Song Haitao, who was previously worried about not being able to transport this massive object, instantly breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's hurry up and get going. We aim to reach there before noon."
The days are very short now.
After arriving, there's still a lot of preparation work to be done.
They don't have much time.
"Alright." Jiang Yan and Ye Qing started the motorcycle engines, leading the team once more toward the Phoenix Mountain Observatory.
The snowstorm intensified.
The piercing cold wind, mixed with snowflakes, pummeled everyone's faces.
