People in a region mostly stay in the cities in that region and rarely travel across regions to distant places.
"But this shouldn't be the case. Even if no one has walked on the road for half a month, so many plants wouldn't suddenly grow there. This is too abnormal." Rast said behind him.
"If everything is normal, there would be no need to send so many people here... It seems that we need to take the water route next." Sean stopped while speaking, and his feet happened to step on water.
The road in front of everyone at this time was submerged in shallow water... It didn't look very deep, because you could see weeds and branches through the water.
Sean thought about preparing various things, but he didn't think of preparing a pair of waders for himself. He probably had to wade through the water later...
"Let's find some longer branches around to use as walking sticks. Let's follow each other's footprints and avoid stepping into unknown places." Jonathan knew a little about survival in the wild, so he asked everyone to take a long-handled wooden stick so that if they stepped on something, at least they could extend the stick and hand it to the people around them for help.
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The six people walked cautiously in the mud puddle. The chilly smell in the air was still very strong, mixed with a smell of corruption.
The water felt cold underfoot, and when you stepped on the vegetation, you would suddenly sink a little, but not quickly... If you lifted your feet faster, you would have walked across it in an instant. However, this road environment made everyone somewhat unhappy.
I felt like this trip to the Tacoma area was terrible, but having come this far, I definitely didn't want to go back.
I can only keep walking, hoping to get out of the wetland as soon as possible.
The fog in sight is getting thicker and thicker...
"Do you hear any sound?" Lawrence, who was walking at the back, suddenly said.
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