The moment the front windshield of the truck hit the jungle vines and foliage, countless red birds were startled and came rushing out. They knocked into the windows, scraped past the car, and emitted a very sharp cry, causing most people to cover their ears.
Ya Wen grabbed onto Shen Jiyu's hands for dear life while giving him the harshest glare that she had ever given to a human before. She was going to die here, she knew it.
Ya Wen sniffled slowly, but Shen Jiyu could not be bothered in the slightest. He looked straight at the beautiful man opposite him wrapped in fur clothing, not trying to hide his gaze in the slightest. Li Tianhua was sitting calmly, unlike other scientists; he did not seem interested in looking outside the window and marveling at the mutation of the forest. He looked like a beautiful, peaceful statue. It was very difficult to read him.