Zhuo Yun pointed at a vast open field. A small plane could be seen on it.
It was none other than Prof Min's plane.
They had no idea how the plane ended up here at all. After all, they were in a strange place that could not even be accurately located using the navigation system.
"Let's go over and take a look," said Min Yu as he narrowed his eyes.
"Okay." Zhuo Yun snapped out of his thoughts and turned to tell his subordinates to check on the plane.
Although they came last minute, they had all the weapons and equipment they needed just in case.
Before long, a group of men had already gotten to the plane.
The plane door was shut. Zhuo Yun raised his hand. The men behind him raised their weapons one after another. They went closer to the plane as they went toward the door.
Zhuo Yun quietly walked up to the cabin door. He pushed it first before he retrieved a metallic object from nowhere and opened the door effortlessly.
