Ant followed Third Uncle into the steel factory, driving forward for quite a distance.
The steel factory was enormous, but extremely dilapidated; vines had grown on the walls, covering entire walls, and there were many old trees whose branches had not been trimmed, hanging down to the ground.
Lush and green, as if they had entered a place covered by forest.
After driving straight for a while, they saw the trucks at the end of the road, so Third Uncle stopped the car.
Squeak—
Just as Third Uncle got down from the RV, he heard someone nearby say, "Third Uncle."
Ant also stopped the motorcycle and slowly walked over.
Third Uncle nodded to the person who called him; he had seen her in recent days but never knew her name.
"Third Uncle, Brother Guo and Brother Zhu went out with some people. They told us to wait for you here." She added.
Third Uncle looked at the woman in front of him, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with short hair, appearing quite competent.
