Two Hills

The Human-faced Crows failed to bring back any news. The moment they entered the Maze, contact was cut off.

Yet the Maze entrance remained open, and the sensation of being summoned kept surging through Feng Ling's heart, carrying an irresistible compulsion that locked her attention firmly onto the Maze.

At dawn, Ye Zheng woke up and found Feng Ling staring fixedly at the distant Snow Mountain.

The campfire had gone out. Ye Zheng walked over and stirred the charred ashes on the surface. The embers beneath still glowed, so she decided to rekindle the fire.

Huangfu Miaomiao crawled out of the tent, rubbing her eyes. "Zhengzheng, let's not eat roasted venison today. I've got a few bags of spicy hot pot in my pack. Let's boil them and eat those."

Ye Zheng said, "All you eat is junk with no nutrition."

Huangfu Miaomiao pouted. "If I wanted nutrition, I might as well eat jelly."

"Feng Ling, do you want some? Spicy hot pot." Ye Zheng turned to ask Feng Ling. "If you do, we'll cook two extra packets."

Feng Ling was still gazing into the distance.

Ye Zheng sighed. "Stop looking. Once the Maze opens, we'll be able to go in."

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Ling asked, "About the previous plan... is there anything you need to add?"

"Add?" Ye Zheng frowned slightly and actually gave it serious thought. After thinking for a while, she asked Huangfu Miaomiao, "Do you have anything to add?"

Huangfu Miaomiao shook her head blankly. "I feel like our plan is already pretty comprehensive."

Feng Ling finally turned around and looked at both of them. "Then shall we set off?"

Huangfu Miaomiao froze. "Set off? Where to?"

Ye Zheng's eyelid twitched. "...The Maze opened?"

Feng Ling nodded. "Yes. It opened."

"Ah?!" Huangfu Miaomiao's