"Why doesn't Brother Nightmare have to haul stuff?"
"Sorry, I don't have a physical form."
"..."
At the edge of a meadow dotted with greenery despite the approaching winter, a row of Fierce Ghost Minions were continually hauling supplies out.
Among them, Puppet Ghost was shouting about the unfairness.
Wu Liang walked over and slapped it on the head, pointing to the Primitive Forest not far away, "If you can level this forest, you won't have to carry anything. Can you do it? If not, then just carry what you have obediently!"
The off-road vehicle had a huge reserve of fuel, and the colossal beast had driven for two full days to reach the edge of this Primitive Forest.
However, going further was already beyond where vehicles can enter; inside the Primitive Forest, there were no roads fit for driving.
Thus, Wu Liang had to carry the supplies step by step, one footprint at a time, upward.
In fact, speaking of normal distance,
