Oh, so this is the green grassland... not at all.
Driver sighed, his frustration turning into helplessness. He truly envied the Ant's fearless or rather heartless nature.
"If this really involves a Mystery Lock with space distortion effects, once we lose sight of each other, we'll likely be pulled far apart."
Zhao Zijing had also regained her composure and shouted loudly, "I'm currently standing with Ant and Midnight Howl. What about you all? Report your situations."
The hot air balloon had just crashed, but everyone had landed relatively close to each other.
Li Cheng, Zhao Zijing, and Midnight Howl formed one group.
Driver, Bandage Man, Mendoza, and Catherine formed another.
The two groups felt close to each other by sound, but they couldn't get through the tall grass to find each other.
