At the foot of Heaven Mountain, a grassland stretched out.
Zhou Li, with Tuanzi on his back, rode alongside Huai Xu on the narrow path between two pastures, heading towards Heaven Mountain. Huai Xu had procured Zhou Li's and Brother Nan's bicycles, making it very convenient.
The path was a dirt road, somewhat bumpy.
Heaven Mountain, which appeared to be right before their eyes, was actually very far to ride to. Zhou Li had initially thought it was only a few kilometers away because it seemed so close, but they ended up riding for more than ten kilometers to reach the foot of the mountain. The road ahead was no longer suitable for cycling. Coincidentally, with no one around, Huai Xu made the bikes disappear again.
It was indeed convenient.
Then they started to walk.
