Chen Shouyi exhaled and said:
"Let's take a walk together."
The group walked towards the forest ahead, Fang Haoran and Mark exchanged glances, then quickly followed.
The autumn in this alternate world was in full swing, with golden leaves occasionally drifting down from above, and the ground covered in fallen leaves felt exceptionally soft underfoot.
"Winter is coming soon." Chen Shouyi reached out, and a leaf automatically flew into his hand.
If humanity is defeated, this winter might be quite difficult.
"Yes, according to the alternate world's calendar, there are still 55 days until winter." Luo Jingwen said on the side.
The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
Chen Shouyi looked towards An Haoran and Mark: "You two came from the Yan State?"
"Yes, God Chen, sir!" The two didn't dare to slack off and said honestly. At this moment, who could tell that these two were once notorious big shots in the Pantheon, now they seemed as harmless as two little rabbits.
