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Inside the dimly lit room, a thin nylon string stretched across the ceiling, sagging under the weight of numerous dirty clothes. The stale air carried a faint musty scent, a mixture of damp fabric and dust.

Since it was already late, they decided against cleaning another room. It wasn't unusual to find abandoned clothing and trash in places they used for temporary shelter. Yu Baoyin didn't think much of it—every camp they stopped at was littered with remnants of those who had come before.

After sweeping the room, Nanzhi gathered the trash outside and set it ablaze. The small fire flickered in the cold night, casting fleeting shadows against the cracked walls.

Even now, Yu Baoyin couldn't shake off the words Helen Wu had said earlier. Her gaze drifted toward the door, where the other team had chosen to rest.

Before he could dwell on it further, an unexpected voice broke the silence.