The transport vehicle was moving, slightly jolting along.
The cab was very quiet, with only the soft sound of the engine and the noise of the wheels pressing against the ground.
Chen Xu closed his eyes, contemplating his next move. Shooting was really stress-relieving, and after pushing back several waves of attacking monsters, the anger in his heart had largely dissipated, leaving him much calmer.
There were still over four months until the dream world ended, not a short time, and it required careful planning.
In the refuge, in a fit of anger, he had told Yang Jinxia they should go their separate ways. Since the words were already out, there was naturally no way to take them back.
First, he needed to find a place to settle down. He could try his luck at several other nearby refuges.
Yes, when it was time to split, he would take the vehicle. Right, and there was 2003, which could cook and could watch while he slept. It would be a big help.