"Splash, splash, splash..."
In the distance, the waterfall plunged downward in a torrential cascade, its roar rolling on without end.
"Whoosh..."
"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."
The breeze swept past. The short little tree, with its sparse branches and leaves, swayed gently in the wind, sending out waves of rustling sounds.
In the shade of the little tree, Lin Li, full and satisfied, picked up the remaining half cup of ice-cold Happy Soda for Otaku from the table and drained it in one gulp.
"Burp."
After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Li set down the empty cup, belched, then pulled a tissue from the box on the table and wiped his mouth.
Back on Blue Star, Lin Li would have taken a good nap after lunch, no matter what.
But here, in this place he knew so little about, it was better to be cautious.
He quickly packed up his camping gear and hurried toward the valley to explore it, hoping to find something valuable. If he found nothing, he would immediately return the way he had come.
After packing up the pots, bowls, and utensils, Lin Li's thoughts stirred, and everything was collected into the Mysterious Small Island.
"Let's go..."
"Crack, crack, crack..."
After lunch, Lin Li walked toward the distant entrance to the valley while eating a washed, crisp cucumber.
Beneath the clear blue sky, a group of people hurried toward the place where smoke was rising from a cooking fire.
When Wu Qingfang and the others arrived, they did not see a single person at the site.
Zhao Xiaoya glanced at the pile of extinguished wood ash on the ground, along with the leftover vegetable leaves and meat bones. She turned to her mistress and said in surprise,
"Miss, someone really was cooking here not long ago..."