Li Ming led them all the way to the end, where another area was connected to the rolling hills in the distance. Under the sunlight, the yellow-green mountains had patches of shadows cast by the clouds.
This was considered the border; several plots were cultivated, covered by plastic greenhouses they had erected themselves. There was also a sheep pen for the sheep and a dilapidated three-story building without windows.
Inside, it was packed with people.
It was the only remaining group of about a hundred students.
Su Mo glanced over and then diverted her gaze, realizing that this was where they had been arranged to stay.
"This is the last few plots of land we've managed to preserve," Li Ming said, specially observing the expressions of the four people, and then his eyes showed satisfaction and joy.
Li Qian touched the plastic greenhouse, "Are these all vegetables growing inside?"
