Now only the baby dinosaur in front of Mo Shuwan's egg hasn't hatched yet. Actually, both eggs made noises at the same time, but Wen Zuo's baby dinosaur seemed to be more tenacious, while Mo Shuwan's baby dinosaur hasn't been able to crack the shell from the inside. Only the increasing cracks on the eggshell prove that it is still alive and hasn't given up.

Mo Shuwan thought for a moment, then poured the remaining half bottle of water onto the eggshell. The water, infused with the recovery potion, seemed to give the little dinosaur inside strength, causing more and more cracks to appear on the eggshell. She paused for a moment, then took out another bottle and poured it all over the eggshell.

Finally, with a soft sound, a small head appeared in everyone's sight.

Mo Shuwan looked at it with complicated eyes. So, the reason you had such a hard time getting out wasn't because you were too weak, but because you kept pushing the eggshell with your head?

The little dinosaur poked its head out and moved its neck, opening its mouth to try to eat the eggshell next to its neck. But it got stuck and couldn't reach the eggshell no matter what angle it tried. Mo Shuwan's expression became even more complicated. Unfortunately, the eggshell was too hard, and she couldn't help it. She could only pour some more water on it.

Mo Shuwan shifted her gaze from the little dinosaur's head, checked her phone, and saw that there were only 17 hours left until the mission ended. She had already spent more than an hour here, and judging from the little dinosaur's appearance, it would take some time before it could fully emerge from its egg.

"Get ready to leave."

Mo Shuwan reached out and picked up the egg. Wen Zuo, who was holding the little dinosaur, suddenly handed the little dinosaur to her, saying, "It's okay, you can keep it. I have this one."

Wen Zuo shook his head and placed the little dinosaur on Mo Shuwan's arm. The little dinosaur's head was facing the eggshell. Wen Zuo tapped the little dinosaur's head and then pointed at the eggshell. The little dinosaur raised its head slightly and then stopped moving.

Mo Shuwan, who had guessed Wen Zuo's meaning, was both amused and exasperated. "It won't eat it."

Wen Zuo looked annoyed, picked up the little dinosaur, and waved to Yang Zhou and the passengers who were walking over.

The two quickly carried the little dinosaur over, looking completely bewildered.

Mo Shuwan said, "Wen Zuo means to let you try whether your little dinosaurs can help eat the eggshell. Mine... might be a bit weak. It will probably take a long time for it to hatch on its own."

"Oh, okay." Upon hearing this, the two quickly brought the little dinosaurs closer, but unfortunately, the two little dinosaurs reacted the same way as the previous one, showing no interest whatsoever.

Yang Zhou and the passengers were getting anxious, but Mo Shuwan shook her head. "It's okay, there are still more than ten hours left, and mine should have hatched by now. Let's go first and get back to the bus."

Because of the hatching of the four baby dinosaurs, the sad atmosphere brought by Cai Zhongqi dissipated a lot. Moreover, apart from the baby dinosaur that Mo Shuwan was able to hatch from its egg, the other three baby dinosaurs all needed to eat meat, and they had to eat fresh meat. This forced Mo Shuwan and the others to stop, find a dinosaur to kill, and cut off the tenderest meat for the three baby dinosaurs to eat before they calmed down.

In the last half hour, Mo Shuwan and the others finally returned to the foot of the mountain where the bus had stopped.

"Hurry up, everyone! There are only twenty-odd minutes left!"

Going down the mountain is easy, going up the mountain is hard.

Hearing this, the group, panting heavily, immediately encouraged each other, "Just another twenty minutes or so and we can rest! We can do it, huff... huff..."

Even though her physical condition had improved somewhat, Mo Shuwan was exhausted. She looked down at the little dinosaur whose neck was bleeding again, panting heavily as she took out the last packet of medicine. She tore it open with her teeth, then sprinkled some on her fingers while biting the bag before reaching out to wipe the little dinosaur's bleeding neck.

grumble--

The little dinosaur let out a weak cry and obediently tilted its head back so that the medicine powder on Mo Shuwan's finger could be completely applied to its wound.

"You... hah... can't you be a little more competitive? I... phew... this is the first time I've ever seen a creature that cut its neck with its own eggshell. You're supposed to be a powerful dinosaur someday."

After giving the little dinosaur a thorough scolding while panting, Mo Shuwan put the medicine packet back into her storage space and took out a bottle of recovery potion. The water used to dilute the recovery potion had already been drunk up, so she could only use the recovery potion directly. Although she was a little reluctant to use it on the little dinosaur that was about to be handed over to the bus, Mo Shuwan did not hesitate for long.

She bit the stopper open with her teeth and, while climbing up the mountain, aimed the bottle opening at the little dinosaur. Because of the uphill climb, both her hands were shaking violently, but the little dinosaur was very clever. It only waited for the recovery potion to swing up from the bottle opening before it would put its head close and stick out its tongue to lick away the little bit of liquid that touched the bottle opening.

The physical strength expended in fighting the eggshell was being rapidly restored with the help of this recovery potion.

With two minutes left, the group, almost exhausted, finally reached the top of the mountain. Seeing the open doors, the passengers rushed up, panting heavily.

Mo Shuwan stood at the door and turned her head to look at the first row of seats, but there was no one there.

Standing behind her, Wen Zuo raised his hand and patted Mo Shuwan's shoulder.

Mo Shuwan smiled and said, "It's alright, I guessed it." There were thirty-eight people when they left here a month ago, but now only eleven have returned alive. Among the familiar faces from the last world, plus Wen Zuo, there are only three left.

The doors behind the two slowly closed. Regardless of whether the passengers who were separated when the train tilted on the ground were still alive, they would all disappear from this world after the doors closed.

The bus's eerie voice, as it had before, resounded deep into the mind, "Congratulations on returning alive. Calculate your points for this mission."

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