That night, they all fell asleep with full bellies and a warmth in their hearts. To have one good day amidst the chaos felt like a gift—a memory that would linger in each of their minds for a long time.
Jianyu offered Qi Qi and Chengxin the option to sleep in his and Zhenfeng's room, which, though smaller than the survivors' chamber, was quieter with just the two of them. However, Qi Qi and Chengxin declined.
With his stomach satisfied, Jianyu drifted off into a deep, effortless sleep that night.
Unfortunately, morning came too quickly, and with it, the weight of responsibilities.
His current quest sounded deceptively simple: plant the Crystal Bloom in corrupted soil. The problem? The vines.
He couldn't remember anything about what happened when he and Zhenfeng were trapped in that place. How had Zhenfeng even gotten them out? He had no idea. Every time he tried to bring it up, Zhenfeng would deflect, as if he wanted nothing to do with the topic.
