The next day.
The sky had just lightened when Chen Zui woke Han Zhan.
"Let's go, we should depart."
"So early?" Han Zhan glanced at the sky, somewhat surprised.
He had drunk the previous day and was still a bit tipsy, not completely sober yet.
"The Mimosa only blooms for an hour, right at the break of dawn when day and night alternates."
"If we miss this window, we'll have to wait another day."
Is there really such a requirement?
Han Zhan nodded without asking further questions. After quickly preparing, he left the city gates with Chen Zui.
Elder Bing did not accompany them.
After all, outside was the territory of the Alien Race, reducing the target's size and increasing concealment for safety was necessary.
Elder Bing's Precepts ability had too many uncertain factors when dealing with sudden crises.
Unlike Elder Bing, Chen Zui's abilities were relatively stable. As a brewer, his abilities could be summed up in one sentence:
All in the wine.
