After all the bustle had ended, everyone prepared to rest. They were at a campsite 5,900 meters above sea level. Since a large amount of supplies were carried by robot guides, the three of them hadn't actually expended much physical strength, and they still had some energy to chat and laugh.
A full moon hung in the sky, its visibility fluctuating between the clouds and mist. Zhang Yuan breathed in the cool, thin air of the mountaintop and suddenly realized that he was thinking less and less about the world of Kunlun Mountain.
This Sakura World... how should he put it? It was quite nice—if one got used to this kind of leisurely life. It was tough for one person to completely change an entire era; there was no perfection in the world. Since he had come here, he should live this life well.
For some reason, the average human lifespan here could only reach 110 years. There was no extensive life-extension technology, nor anything like hibernation technology.
