Dusk had fallen, and the wind was whistling eerily through the forest. The vibrant life that filled the forest during the day had now become deeper and more secluded, as if steeped in twilight, blurring its edges. The once-distinct outlines of branches and leaves were gradually melting into shadows thick as ink, making the forest appear increasingly sinister and mysterious.
"Let's take a break and have something to eat."
Qin Tian suggested proactively.
Upon hearing this, the three companions felt a surge of relief; they had long wanted to stop and rest.
To be honest, trekking through this forest was initially quite intriguing, with everything seeming fresh and new. But as time dragged on, the loneliness and oppression began to set in, making one easily succumb to exhaustion.
"Here, let me share some of my favorite snacks with you."
Xiaopang pulled out a handful of long, stick-like snacks from his backpack, distributing them to everyone.
"Thanks."
