"Colle some supplies and books on the way."

He has already received quite a lot of items and has no motivation to persevere.

Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen looked at him, and then thought about it:

"good."

The strangeness of the matter was a little beyond her imagination, and she thought it would be better to be cautious.

In addition to Shang Jianyao's a little regretful, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen both agreed.

Seeing this, Gray and Fars were obviously relieved.

In this situation, normal humans are unwilling to stay for too long, let alone them who are experienced.

As the saying goes by the Grayland people: the older the world, the less courageous it is.

At this moment, a sound came from them, perhaps a few hundred meters or more:

"Aowoo!"

This is the standard howl of the wolf, not as terrifying as the monster roars of the ruins of Swamp 1.

"That white wolf?" Shang Jianyao spoke excitedly.

Wang Fugui pondered for a few seconds:

"Do you want to catch it by the way?"

This is a task with extremely generous rewards, and it is also the purpose of Wang Fugui and others' lone hunters and "old transfer teams" coming to the mountains on the north bank.

Before Jiang Baimian responded, Shang Jianyao said with a embarrassed look on his face:

"I'm afraid its owner will get angry."

Master... Yes, the white giant wolf brought so many people here. If it was not for himself, it should be serving a certain existence... Long Yuehong's heart thumped and she instantly thought about it.

And in this wasteland No. 13 ruin, there is only one known person who can be the owner of the white wolf:

Wu Meng.
Chapter completed!