Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system

Carl looked them up and down again, still not quite believing.

Given their frail appearance, at most they could handle small animals. They surely wouldn’t dare to confront large, fierce beasts. He guessed that they had avoided danger by using their innate abilities to hide.

But he didn’t pursue the matter further.

Seeing the expression on Carl’s face, Xia Yue and the others knew he didn’t believe them, but since he didn’t ask further, they didn’t continue to explain.

After all, their purpose here wasn’t to prove their strength but to explore.

Soon, Carl led them to a rather remote tent.

"This is your tent. It’s a spare one, so you’ll have to make do. If you have your own, you can take this one down and set up yours," Carl said, pointing at the tent.

"Okay, thank you," Yan Mo told him.