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Ye Mingshang claimed to be a survival expert, having traversed many dangerous places around the world. Although he fabricated this to reassure others, there was some truth to it. His home was located in the Dragon Emperor Mountain Range, an area filled with wilderness. Later, in search of the Celestial Abode, he traveled across various famous mountains and rivers throughout the country and even abroad, experiencing all kinds of environments, so there was nothing he couldn't adapt to.
These primitive forests might seem dangerous to others, with the constant risk of injury or getting lost, but for him, it was like visiting a neighbor's house.
"It seems they went in this direction," Ye Mingshang said as he crouched down to examine the trampled grass.
Meanwhile, two others who had been playing for a while felt that it had been too long; so many people were still waiting, and running around like this wasn't ideal.
However, after following their chosen path for quite some time, they realized they seemed to be going in circles and couldn't find a way out.
"Let's not move for now; it seems we've come back to where we started," Duckbill Cap Youth said, raising his hand and speaking in a low voice.
"Ah! No way! We came from this direction; we didn't stray at all," Buzz Cut Youth frowned.
"Look, this mark is one I made a few minutes ago," Duckbill Cap pointed to a cross mark scratched into a stone on the Trunk.
Buzz Cut's expression changed instantly as panic set in. "What do we do now? Are we lost?"
Duckbill Cap's face also turned grim, but since he had suggested entering, he couldn't admit there was a problem. "Don't worry; it's fine. I've marked the way all along; we'll be okay."
Five minutes later, staring at the cross mark on the Trunk, Duckbill Cap furrowed his brow tightly.
"This shouldn't be happening. I've been following the marks all along; how could we still be going in circles?"
Duckbill Cap was puzzled. Despite appearing carefree and unconcerned, he actually had some survival knowledge that gave him the courage to enter. He had marked every twenty meters on the Trunk or on plants so they wouldn't get lost.
But... why couldn't they get out when he had made all those marks?
"It's over! We're definitely lost. What should we do? I, the Pirate King, haven't finished watching yet," Buzz Cut said, holding his head and looking distressed.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely get you out of here," Duckbill Cap said, trying to sound upbeat.
"I don't believe you. You just said there was no problem, but we've already gone in circles three times. There's no way back. What should we do? I haven't even married yet; I can't just die like this."
"Enough with the noise! If I say we can get out, then we can!" Duckbill Cap couldn't help but scold.
Another ten minutes passed, and looking at the broken Thorny Branch, Duckbill Cap furrowed his brow.
He remembered the mark on this Thorny Branch; he had made three in total, but after going around several times, they had only found one. He had measured it out too, marking every twenty steps or so, but while the other marks were fine, this one was thirty steps away from the last mark.
"Did you miscount or forget how many you made?" Buzz Cut asked.
Duckbill Cap shook his head. "Impossible. I remember the distance between each mark very well; the maximum error can't exceed five steps. But there's a difference of over thirty steps here—almost double the distance. It can't be that far off."
"But we really can't find our way out. You've found a few marks, but we still can't get out," Buzz Cut complained, sounding anxious.
Listening to Buzz Cut's complaints, Duckbill Cap felt anxious too.
How can we not go back? Damn it! I want to know too. Clearly, I made the marks strictly; how could they be gone? Did I really misremember?
While he was frowning in thought, Duckbill Cap felt someone poke his arm.
"What?" Turning around, he looked at Buzz Cut with confusion.
Buzz Cut was trembling all over; one hand tightly grasped Duckbill Cap's sleeve while the other pointed in a direction. "Look, what is that?"
Following the direction of his finger, Duckbill Cap suddenly shivered, cold sweat running down his forehead.
Not far away, in the dark bushes, a pair of green eyes were staring at them, and they could faintly hear the low growl of a beast.
"Woof~ Woof~"
A sound similar to a low growl from a canine echoed, but they knew it couldn't possibly be a dog.
"Could it be that we are encountering wolves...?"
"If it's not just a prank by someone, then I think so."
A fierce wolf head appeared; a strong Gray Wolf stepped out with a menacing expression, its mouth open and drool dripping.
"I think it looks really hungry," Buzz Cut said, staring blankly at the Gray Wolf in front of him.
"I think so too," said the one in the cap, swallowing hard in response.
"I think it wants to eat us."
"I think so too."
"What should we do?"
"Run!"
With a loud shout, the two quickly turned and ran.
The Gray Wolf behind them let out a growl and lunged forward, its four paws thudding against the ground, making the grass rustle.
Looking back at the rapidly approaching Gray Wolf, the one in the cap shouted, "Climb a tree!"
With that, he jumped up, grabbed a nearby branch, and swiftly climbed up.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!~"
As Gray Wolf closed in behind him, Buzz Cut couldn't help but shout.
"Awoo!"
Gray Wolf let out a low growl, suddenly accelerating and leaping to position itself right in front of him.
Buzz Cut gulped nervously and forced a smile. "Good dog, don't eat me. How about I give you some biscuits?"
However, Gray Wolf seemed unconvinced. With a leap, it lunged toward Buzz Cut, who realized it was about to pounce on him.
"Zhao Bin!" the man in the cap shouted.
For Buzz Cut, adrenaline coursing through his veins made time seem to slow down dramatically. What was a swift movement appeared to him as if it were in slow motion; he could almost see the stretching of Gray Wolf's muscles and the expansion of its fur as it moved.
Unfortunately, he could see clearly but couldn't evade.
"It's over. I never thought I'd die here, eaten by a wolf no less. With those sharp teeth, I bet it will leave nothing but bones behind. There won't even be a corpse for my family to bury; they might just have to set up a memorial instead. Dad, Mom, I'm sorry; I can't fulfill my filial duties. I haven't even found a future daughter-in-law yet; guess that saves her from being a widow." In this dire situation, his thoughts raced, and he quickly considered many things.
As he stared at the wolf's head, now almost touching him, he could smell its foul saliva and felt despair wash over him. "Goodbye, Dad. Goodbye, Mom. And you, my best friend, goodbye Wei Dong."
(To be continued.)
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