Somewhere in the Lower City District, Guan Xiaohui and Zhen Ping had arrived at the designated pickup point. Fearing they might miss it, they had set out early and had already been waiting for a long time.
Fortunately, the location had been specially chosen by the resistance organization; it was both remote and hidden.
The primary reason was that the surrounding Sun Vines and their derivative organisms had been almost completely destroyed. However, the people of the Lower City District still relied on light for their daily lives, and darkness also meant that unpredictable enemies and dangerous creatures could be lurking. As a result, almost no one ever came here.
After waiting for half an hour, the appointed time with Lu Tong Logistics was fast approaching, yet there was still no sign of them. Guan Xiaohui grew a little anxious. "Sister Zhen, you don't think they can't find this place, do you?"
