After leaving Sun Ruixing's grave, Wen Yu stood in place, deep in thought.
After a while, Wen Yu sighed and chose a random spot to set up his tent.
Sleeping under the open sky on the ground felt good, and the winter temperatures in the Northeast wouldn't affect him much now. Still, having a tent and a warm bed was always nice.
In his past life, when Wen Yu slept in the wilderness, he wouldn't set up a tent, as it might limit his field of vision and reaction time.
But now, with three soul pets that could move freely, Wen Yu could certainly allow himself to be more comfortable.
The task of keeping watch at night was left to the three soul pets. Wen Yu just needed to enjoy himself!
Wen Yu shamelessly embraced the spirit of a slave master, quickly set up the tent, and then checked his watch.
It was already 2:00 a.m.
The Blood Moon in the sky continued to shed its hazy moonlight, and the dark red light paradoxically made the world seem brighter.
