"We'll get on the vehicle first, and head in the opposite direction."
"Got it."
Li Zhiyuan got on the tricycle and Run Sheng pedaled in another direction. After a certain distance, they turned and headed behind another residential building.
"Brother Runsheng, come, let's drape this Return Home Net over us, that way they won't be able to see us."
Run Sheng's eyes lit up: "This thing can be used for that?"
"Yeah, otherwise how would we capture the Corpse? A Corpse is so strong, a regular net would just break if they struggled, only a net they can't see will trap them."
"Really, Xiao Yuan, compared to the old tools in my grandpa's house, what you have could be sold as scrap metal."
"Don't worry, I'll make a set for you too."
"Uh... that's expensive, right?"
"No worries, we're going to see Mr. Shan tomorrow, then we should have the money."
