"Brother Zhou, are we on the right path?"
We ran so fast on the way here, finding the place in half an hour, but now that we're leaving, our pace has slowed down, and it's been an hour without sight of the road.
Lin Wenjue started to worry; if they had taken the wrong path, the gasoline they collected would be useless.
"Don't worry, it's just ahead, over that hill."
Zhou Yingting walked alongside, pulling the oil barrels, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he spoke.
Lin Wenjue heard this and his face fell, "Brother Zhou, you've already said that three times."
"Did I?"
Zhou Yingting pondered for a moment, realizing he indeed had said it.
However, he wasn't intentionally deceiving, it's just that the small map only indicated a general location, without markings for the number of hills and such.
Zhou Yingting, believing they were close, assumed that crossing this dune would reveal the car.
Who knew, after crossing one dune, another appeared, and another.
