"An expedition team? What did you encounter after going in? Since it was an official operation, there should have been more safety measures, right?" a young man who had been listening nearby widened his eyes and asked curiously.
At his age, he was naturally interested in all kinds of strange and unusual things.
Uncle Hu did not answer immediately. He picked up some raisins and nuts from the table, put them into his mouth, and chewed them slowly. Then he took a sip of milk tea before finally saying:
"The nuts are fragrant, and the milk tea is fragrant too. Only when your mouth can taste fragrance do you realize that you're still alive..."
After savoring the taste for a few seconds, and only when the people around him began to grow impatient, did he slowly continue telling the story of his youth:
"Most of the people on the expedition team were experts and their students. The wilderness was dangerous, so they had also arranged for several armed security personnel. But guns are weapons for the living, meant to kill people."
"Since that's the case, what use would they be against people who were already dead?"
Uncle Hu said this meaningfully.
"The expedition team had vehicles, so I took them into No Man's Land very quickly and successfully reached the place I had arrived at back then. It was still the same as it had been more than ten years ago, without the slightest difference."
"Even the pair of pants we had thrown there back then was still lying quietly on the ground."
"At the time, I didn't realize that in a place where sandstorms appeared from time to time, this was extremely abnormal."
"We didn't stop and continued onward."
"In the end, we arrived at the place that had