The return journey had nothing much to say about.
Chen Wen and the special forces escorted them all the way, along with the strong sense of smell from the animal companions.
All dangers were detected in advance and dealt with promptly.
The weather was also favorable on the way back, with little rain.
Apart from the annoying mosquitoes, there were almost no obstacles for everyone.
Through mountains and over hills, they moved forward.
Everyone soon arrived at the edge of the restricted area.
In the main camp, Xu Yong, who had received the news ahead of time, was already outside the tent with all the staff and families.
As the jungle echoed with a cacophony of sounds.
Soon, the wild boar that was leading the way slowly walked out of the woods.
On its head was the swaggering marten.
"Wow! So many people!"
The marten's quirky personality was on full display.
It clutched the wild boar's fur with its four paws, letting out a strange cry.
