As the sky darkened once more, she realized she had been wandering in circles for most of the day, and the tree in front of her looked suspiciously similar to one she had already seen.
Zhao Sixuan couldn't tell if it was because the trees in Wufeng Mountain all looked alike, or if she had retraced her steps.
After some time, she pulled a blade of grass from the ground and tied it around the trunk of the tree in front of her.
She couldn't say how long she had been walking, but as dusk settled, she noticed the grass she had tied to the trunk.
"Ghost wall?"
Zhao Sixuan cried out in horror, "Help... is anyone there, please help me!"
Frenzied, she dashed into the dense woods in another direction, shouting as if a devil was chasing her from behind.
Barrage: ...
"I have to say, your reaction is quite slow!"
"If you had shouted at noon, by now you'd be eating potato stew ribs, all cleaned up and lying on a cozy bed in the cabin villa."
"That's why luck is such a mysterious thing!"
