After an unknown amount of time, Tu Hu (Rock Hard) slowly woke.
He abruptly sat up.
He found himself on a lush green hillside, with a stream murmuring in the distance and exotic flowers and plants giving off hazy glows nearby.
The spiritual energy here was dense. A breeze carrying the sweet scent of vegetation brushed his face, and every breath left his whole body feeling refreshed.
"Where... is this?" Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he immediately opened the party channel.
Tu Hu: Can you hear me? What's going on?
Little Milk Bottle: Brother Hard! You're still alive! You just vanished with a whoosh.
Sui Feng Piao: Holy shit, Brother Hard, word is you transmigrated to a goblin tribe and became their chief. How many years has it been over there? Have you evolved into a super goblin?
Tu Hu: Cut the crap. I don't know where I am either. It looks pretty safe around here. How are things on your end?
Pan Shi: We're still in the hall, figuring out how to rescue you. Why don't you self-destruct and return to town?
At the question, Tu Hu looked around and immediately said, "No rush. Let me figure things out first. Maybe this is an opportunity for me."
"All right, your call. Stay in touch and keep us updated."
After the brief exchange, Tu Hu steadied himself somewhat.
He stood up, and his gaze was soon drawn to a carefully tended garden below the hillside.
An old man in plain hemp clothing had his back to him, bending over to tend several spirit plants that radiated vibrant pulses of life. His movements were natural, as though he were one with the world around him.
Just as Tu Hu was about to approach, the old man seemed to sense