As the ferry slowly approached the shore, a group of people lay on the deck and looked around cautiously.
Scott said, “There’s no lights out there, but it’s clear that there aren’t really any buildings on the shoreline. There probably aren’t any enemies around here.”
“This should be a very isolated place. We might’ve already drifted past the area where the Ultima Consortium’s military is garrisoned.” Ned analyzed, “We’re traveling at about 11 kilometers per hour on the river. Since it’s already been an entire day, we’re already very far away from the front, having drifted for more than 200 kilometers.”
“But we still have to be careful. It won’t be good if we encounter some refugees and they reveal our whereabouts,” Scott said in a serious tone.
“If we encounter any refugees, do we kill them?” Ned asked.
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