But alas...

Meng Wu has been working too hard lately.

Christine's lifespan, in particular, exhausted him.

He was out of breath after walking for a short while, so for the sake of his master, he slowed down his pace by half.

"Huff... huff..."

Meng Wu walked while panting.

Seeing this, Sun Aotian felt extremely distressed and couldn't help but ask, "Master? Are you sure it's okay? If your body can't take it, you can always slow down a bit?"

Meng Wu shook his head: "No need, Aotian. Christine needs [Sequence - Life]. The sooner we arrive in Jiangcheng, the better... If we arrive too late, things might change."

"But didn't Zhang the Monster say that Jiangcheng is not dangerous? That zombie king is only level eight... I, Old Sun, can kill it with one blow. As for the zombies in the city, although we can't kill them all, we can still retreat safely."

"Although the president said that, we should still be on the safe side."

Meng Wu shook his head: "What if there's an unexpected event in Jiangcheng that the strategist didn't predict? It's better to get there sooner rather than later. Listen to your master... Don't waste any more time, let's keep going."

Okay~_~

Sun Aotian nodded.

But after walking for less than half an hour, Master was already panting heavily again.

With sweat beading on his forehead, Sun Aotian glanced at Zhu Wuneng, who was heavily pregnant, beside him: "Idiot, you're carrying Master on your back... Master's health is deteriorating, aren't you going to help him?"

"Can I carry it? Sure, you can."

Zhu Wuneng hesitated, "But Brother Monkey, I, Old Pig, am not yet level nine and have not completely transformed into human form... I still have very sharp thorns on my back. Won't I accidentally hurt Master? Why don't you carry him?"