Lin Tianhe didn't need to point it out. Even without seeing the blood, the other two had already spotted the bullet casings scattered beneath the grass.
They were definitely man-made.
That meant the chances they were left by Teacher Liu Yueming's party were almost 100 percent.
Unless, of course, a new group of humans had crossed over.
Han Ning kicked the mantis corpse at his feet, looked toward the endless Blood-colored Grassland ahead, and said, "Teacher Lü, should we hurry inside?"
"Stay alert. See if there are any more markers ahead. If there are, it means their situation isn't critical," Lü Xiuning said decisively, walking among the other large mantis corpses.
All the drones collected at the academy had been taken by the exploration teams. The two that Han Ning's group had were destroyed when they used them to distract the mushroom-men.
