Lin Feng came out of the conference room together with Yuan Tianxing and Chen Yuting, asking Qian Xiaoai, who was waiting for him outside the conference room, “Have you heard anything from Wenwen yet?”
He went out of the door and saw the field, as well as all kinds of thriving crops. Further away, was a large lake. On the other side of the lake was a boundless grassland, with some seemingly mutated animals on it.
He raised his head to look at the sky and saw the white fog as well as the light that seemed to have been partially blocked by the fog. On the side was a patch of woods with weird-looking trees.
