At dawn, the sky over Fox Mountain is slightly brighter, just enough to make out the outlines of dark clouds.
The raging wind whistles through the mountain mist, sweeps across the vast herb fields, and breezes through the majestic car convoy!
On top of the leading car, there's a sofa placed, where Bai Mo lounged with crossed legs, sitting in the sofa, braving the fierce wind and flying sand.
The car moves forward swiftly, and the roadside scenery retreats rapidly.
Every now and then, Bai Mo gazes around, looking at the herb fields on both sides of the road.
In some herb fields, small red figures scurry around; it's the fox apprentices in position, either wielding small shovels to weed or brushing off leaves to remove insects.
Behind Bai Mo, there are fifty cars in total; each car carries ten fox apprentices, equipped with various shovels, water scoops, and barrels of herbicides.
