"But the roads we've traveled could have crossed the Baikal Remains dozens of times," Wang Xiyi said, "and I still can't fly... This is really becoming a type of ground dragon."
"We're almost there," Yan Yu'an said, "we're only two blocks away from Victory Avenue."
"Last time, we were three blocks away from Victory Avenue, and we ended up taking a huge detour, only to get further away," Wang Xiyi said. "If you ask me, since we're so close now, why not just push straight through with brute force? Even though the structures in the Baikal Remains are quite strong, I can still manage to break through them."
"We've already wasted so much time; a little more won't hurt," Sun Hang shook his head and asked Yan Yu'an, "How much effective time is left in Liu Li's dynamic model?"
"One and a half hours," Yan Yu'an replied.
"Then if we don't reach the destination within an hour and twenty-five minutes, I'll allow you to use brute—" Sun Hang abruptly stopped speaking.
