Despite their hurried pace, Bai Zhongqi and Lan Xue still failed to reach a safe location before sunset. When the sky was on the brink of total darkness, Bai Zhongqi could see with his naked eye that the Beiba Bamboo, which had been still and resembling sea anemone cacti, was starting to tremble slightly, as if it might come to life at any moment.
Lan Xue's face had already turned deathly pale, and she kept muttering, "We're doomed, we're doomed, these things are going to come alive."
Bai Zhongqi, however, was not worried. He said, "It's fine, we're less than ten kilometers from the edge of this plateau. Once we descend the slope, there will be no more Beiba Bamboo."
With gritted teeth, Lan Xue floored the accelerator, but the speed of the hoverbike had its limits, and she couldn't make this borrowed vehicle go as fast as a fighter jet, no matter how much she wished it could.
Finally, the Beiba Bamboo came to life.