Early morning.
Two hours before setting off in the morning.
Ronald rose from the camp and came alone to lean against a tree by the roadside.
At this moment, the sky was still predominantly black.
The quiet wilderness, with nothing but the sound of the wind sweeping across the land.
For Ronald now, the road ahead was filled with uncertainties.
Take, for instance, the merchant who had arrived at the camp the night before—
It was a very small group, a father conducting small trades with his family in this world, maintaining a standard of contentment.
Due to the situation of collecting supplies at Barrier Mountain recently.
Their current goal was to transport the goods in the carriage to Barrier Mountain, hoping to earn some startup capital for future shop purchases.
Unfortunately…
At Barrier Mountain nowadays, they were unlikely to make any money.
