Pulling a Disappearing Act! (Please Vote)
One month.
Shen Le had walked, one solid step at a time, through all the outposts above 5,000 meters—Fairy Bay, Horse Tail Beach, Astronomical Point...
And those outposts at over 4,000 meters, where the geographical and climatic conditions were equally brutal. For example, the "outpost in the clouds"—Zhanniangshe Outpost—built atop a snowy peak, surrounded on all sides by nearly vertical cliffs;
Or Zhuola Outpost, the "outpost in the sky," located on a mountaintop at an elevation of over 4,600 meters...
Step by step, he walked those roads, planting each foot firmly upon the ground that border soldiers had traversed day after day, year after year, with their youth and their lives.
On one side of the road lay the plateau, open ground, the homeland, and the lights of countless homes behind them;
On the other side lay cliffs, abysses, the enemy, and a certain country that had never abandoned its desire to destroy them, forever waiting to tear a piece of flesh from them.
He felt the howling winds, the bitter cold, avalanches, and all manner of harsh weather. He felt the deep, majestic earth energy beneath his feet, and the unceasing will to protect that echoed along the road.
Gradually, he grew calmer and calmer, as though he had become a massive boulder high in the mountains.
By the time he finished the morale-boosting performance tour and returned to Zhuxi Town, the landlady's first words upon seeing him were:
"Shen Le, are you still alive?"
"Huh...?"
Shen Le's eyes slowly, agonizingly slowly, rolled around. Only after a long while did they focus, allowing him to make out the landlady's radiant, lustrous face. She impatiently waved a hand in front of his eyes.
"From a long way off, I thought some stone demon was