Chapter 271: The Little Soldier Seeks the Forest 277
Zhou Cheng pursed his lips and said, "Maybe I have some talent for languages, which is my worst skill."

"He speaks so fluently, but he is not an expert at it," Lei Pingkou was very curious about these people and had wanted to ask them for a long time. Now he finally found a point of entry and quickly seized it.

"So what are you best at?"

Zhou Cheng looked at the sky, leaving Liang Guoqiang and the others confused. What did it mean to look at the sky?
Zhou Cheng said quietly, "Flying a plane, or a fighter plane."

"Brother, you are exaggerating a bit," Lei Ping's face froze. How could such a person be around him if he had such a high-level talent?

And a fighter plane? It's not even dark yet, and I'm already dreaming...

Zhou Cheng glanced at him without further explanation. He was now only looking forward to reaching the destination as soon as possible and making use of his strengths. By then, facts would speak louder than words.

Zhang Yaowen turned his head from the front and said to them with a smile, "Xiao Zhou is not good at speaking, please don't mind.

But he was not wrong. He had learned a lot of different things, and a niche language like this did not require him to spend too much time on it.

But you see, we are already out of the city, where do you think we can rest if we go further ahead?"

"There's no need to rest, right? Let's get there as soon as possible," Lei Pingluo thought Zhang Yaowen and the others couldn't drive, so he quickly volunteered, "Guoqiang and I both know how to drive, so we can take turns."

Zhang Yaowen, "Tutu can handle this matter. Let's arrange some rest time and see where the next stop is."

If they could help drive, of course they would be happy to do so, but this car belonged to Yun Tutu, and no one else could even get into the driver's seat, so how could they drive it?

Yun Tutu knew that if he didn't speak at this moment, it would lead to misunderstanding, so he quickly said, "I am the only one who can drive this car, but I don't need to rest for too long, five or six hours, so if I can take a nap for half an hour, it should be enough."

There are very few pedestrians and cars on the roads here. In this era, no one would wander around the streets for no reason.

If you really can’t hold on any longer, just chew on a ginseng beard and you’ll be full of energy again.

Liang Guoqiang stopped Lei Pingkou who was about to speak. Yun Tutu had been driving a car alone on the grass as if it were flat ground before. This might be her extraordinary ability.

Some things should not be delved into too deeply, because if they do, the relationship will become strained and it will make everyone feel more uncomfortable on the journey together.

Lei Pingkou stopped talking about this and turned to other topics.

There are no fools on this bus. Everyone can say what they want to say and find out what they want to know, and everything will be fine.

The roads at that time were not highways. Outside the county town, most of the roads were mountain roads, with ups and downs, and bumpy roads. Even if you used energy to protect yourself, the driving experience was still terrible.

There were several 360-degree turns in a row. If Yun Tutu hadn't been controlling the steering wheel, he would probably have vomited.

The faces of the comrades sitting in the back were not so good. Lei Pingkou, who was very active before, stopped talking at this moment and had already lowered the window and stuck his head out to vomit.

But there was not much food in his stomach. He retched a few times and leaned his head back on the seat, his face pale.

Liang Guoqiang was not much better. He just closed his eyes and counted silently in his mind, wondering how long it would take for the car to reach flat ground.
Yun Tutu found an open place, stopped the car, and took out some motion sickness medicine, and asked Zhang Yaowen and others to take it.

Zhang Yaowen glanced at Yuntutu and shook his head in refusal, "I can still tolerate it. This kind of road is nothing." As for Zhou Cheng, he had received even more training, and this level had no effect on him.

The two men gave the medicine to Liang Guoqiang and the others, and waited for them to calm down before setting off again.

After taking the medicine, both of them felt drowsy. The first one could still hold it in, but the second one fell swoop and started snoring.

Zhang Yaowen shook his head slightly, his vigilance was still too low.

It was only the first time they met, yet they dared to swallow their medicine so defenselessly. If they had bad intentions, these two people would have met their end long ago.

"If Tutu is tired, just stop and rest. We don't need to rush."

Yun Tutu flipped his hand and a large ginseng beard appeared in his hand. "It's okay. I can just chew one of these when I'm tired. Brother Zhang, do you want one?"

This is a good thing. Zhang Yaowen knew that Yun Tutu still had a lot left, so he took it without hesitation and gave half to Zhou Cheng behind him. "Xiao Zhou, you should also learn martial arts now, right?"

Zhou Cheng looked at the ginseng whiskers in his hand that could squeeze out water. Although they were just whiskers, they were as big as his little finger. Moreover, with its rich ginseng fragrance, it must be very old.

"I've been practicing for a while, and I'm still doing it every day. It's just that I don't have much talent, so I need to keep working hard." Since the higher-ups prepared exercises for them, the physical fitness of him and his comrades has improved a lot, and everyone has gone from being skeptical in the beginning to being fascinated now.

Now, we don’t even need anyone to urge us; as long as we have some free time, we will consciously start practicing.

Zhang Yaowen smiled and said nothing. Although they may not have other abilities, their self-discipline is unmatched by ordinary people.

Besides, Chinese people have been very humble since ancient times, so he didn't take this statement too seriously.

Zhang Yaowen directly picked up the ginseng root and put it in his mouth to chew, "Then you have to eat this thing. It can refresh you and is good for those of us who practice martial arts. I guarantee that you will benefit a lot from eating it."

Before Zhou Cheng came, he heard specific instructions from his superiors that he must follow these two people and obey the mission, not find fault, not act on his own, and if he had any questions, he could go back and deal with them.

Now Brother Zhang asked him to eat the ginseng beard, and he immediately put it in his mouth and chewed it without saying a word.

At first he felt that it was nothing, just bitter, but acceptable. However, as a warm current flowed through his meridians, he immediately stopped ignoring it and began to practice the exercises while sitting in the back.

Zhang Yaowen also entered into a state of cultivation at once. Yun Tutu licked her lips and took out a deep beard and bit it directly. If she ate too much of this thing, it would only activate the body's meridians and refresh her mind.

The two of them entered into a state of meditation, and when they woke up it was already dark.

Seeing the silence all around, except for the faint light of the moon in the sky guiding them forward, there was no one around, not to mention any lights.

"Where are we?" Zhang Yaowen raised his wrist to check the time. He had checked the time with them before coming here, and it was already 7:30 in the evening.

"I followed the navigation. The roads here are not easy to walk on, and it's pitch black all around." Yun Tutu yawned. As for being afraid of ghosts, that was not even a consideration for her. After all, she had even seen the King of Ghosts, and she had many talismans drawn by Taoist priests on her body.

(End of this chapter)