As they once again walked into the familiar cave, a feeling of returning home rose spontaneously.
The cave was dry and quiet, isolating the mountain breeze of the evening and filled with a sense of security.
The traces of the last campfire remained, indicating no other animals had visited.
The three of them unloaded their ridiculously heavy backpacks and let out a long sigh, feeling their entire bodies groaning.
Old George and Stan began skillfully arranging sleeping bags and moisture-proof mats to set up a comfortable temporary camp.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu'an looked at the lamb meat placed on the sheepskin, bright as rubies, and a bold and enticing idea suddenly popped into his mind.
In the wilderness of Alaska, how would it feel to have an authentic Chinese hotpot lamb meal?
He opened his mouth and said, "George, Stan, how about we try a new way of eating tonight? Taste a flavor from my hometown."
