The Great Dream God

Meng Jin walked firmly towards the island's hinterland, and every step seemed to be a step on the common destiny of the three of them. His figure gradually disappeared in the dense shade of the trees, leaving only a series of fading footsteps echoing in the quiet air. The unknown depths seemed to contain endless secrets and challenges, attracting him to move forward without hesitation.

Ximen Yue and Wang Wu stood there, nervous and anxious mood flashing in their eyes. Their hands that wanted to be stretched out stopped in mid-air, as if trying to grasp the courage and hope that were about to disappear. Ximen Yue frowned, and her eyes showed deep worry. She understood what Meng Jin's decision meant, but she could not stop him from going to possible danger. Wang Wu clenched his fists, his eyes burning with determination, but full of helplessness. He wanted to protect his friends, but he also understood that everyone has the right to choose their own path.

The two men's hands finally did not fall. They chose to respect Meng Jin's choice, even though this choice might push him into an unknown storm.

At this critical moment, Edward took a step forward resolutely. Each of his steps seemed so steady and powerful, as if he was announcing his determination to the world. His eyes were shining with an extremely determined light, a look that was fearless of the unknown and full of confidence in the challenge. Wherever his master was going, no matter how far he went, no matter how thorny it was or how stormy it was, he would follow closely without regrets.

Wang Wu's heart seemed to be shrouded in a chaotic fog. The confusion and worry that could not be described in words surged like a tide, soaking his heart and making it extremely heavy. His lips were tightly pursed, like a gate that had never been opened, and he remained silent. Only his eyes, like a lighthouse in the deep sea, were cast straight at Ximen Yue in the distance. There was their goal and their hope. His eyes were deep and bright, and the flashing light in them revealed his uncertainty about the future, but also his firm determination.

He finally spoke slowly. Although his voice was low, it was as shocking as a bolt from the blue, with an irresistible firmness: "I think we should follow the pace of the main group. If we stay alone on this deserted beach, we may encounter unforeseen dangers. This mysterious island has deep secrets, and those unknown creatures may be more terrifying than we think. Once we stray from the team, alone and helpless, facing the fear of the unknown, we will not only challenge the limits of survival, but also put our lives in a gamble with unpredictable results."

Ximen Yue sighed softly, with a helpless light in his eyes, and shook his head slowly, as if he was confused by the absurdity of the world. He said, "Well, since they insist on doing so, we can only go together. I really have nothing to say to these two people. Don't they understand that this quiet beach is the most ideal safe haven? The sea breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, how comfortable and safe it is. But they chose to take risks and plunge into the unknown depths of the forest, as if seeking an encounter with danger. Isn't such behavior like actively walking into the arms of death?" His voice was full of confusion, but more of it was worry about his friends and deep concern about the unknown fate.

Wang Wu, who usually had a calm face and could handle any situation calmly, was speechless at this moment. He shook his head slowly, and this action seemed to be a mockery of himself, and also a silent protest against the situation in front of him. In his eyes, helpless emotions surged like a tide, deeply drowning his resolute gaze. It was a deep sense of powerlessness, like a sigh after being teased by fate, and with deep regret for not being able to change the status quo. His lips were tightly closed, and he was hesitant to speak. It seemed that there were thousands of words stuck in his heart, but he couldn't find the right words to express them. This kind of helplessness is not a simple disappointment, but a deep powerlessness and confusion, a complex state of mind that he had never experienced before. His eyes wandered in the air, trying to find a ray of hope, but at this moment, the whole world was stained with a layer of helpless gray in his eyes.

Wang Wu and Ximen Yue, two ordinary and powerless individuals, seem so small in the torrent of fate. They don't have the kind of power they can rely on, they can't open up an independent path for themselves, and they can't resist those invisible pushers. In this complicated world, their existence is like swaying fallen leaves, moving with the wind, unable to be independent. Meng Jin, the person who seems to hold the key to their destiny, his will is their direction. No matter where Meng Jin goes, they can only follow him, like a shadow that can't be shaken off. This is a kind of helplessness and a kind of sadness. On the stage of life, they are forced to play the role of being guided. They may be full of doubts and unwillingness in their hearts, but they can only watch themselves step by step towards an unknown future. Their story is the silent cry of those powerless people, revealing the unavoidable reality of the law of the jungle in life.

Meng Jin stepped cautiously into the forest, as if crossing an invisible boundary, and instantly stepped from reality into a fantasy realm dominated by heavy shadows. Deep in the forest, the towering ancient trees were like stone fortresses, their huge bodies blocking the light of the sky, tightly wrapping the land in an unfathomable darkness. The sunlight could only penetrate the dense branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadows like broken lenses. These light and shadows jumped on the wet moss and fallen leaves, like the broken smile of the moon in the dark night, covering this silent world with a strange veil.

The breeze shuttles through the treetops, bringing with it a series of low whispers, as if every leaf in the forest is telling an ancient story. These stories echo in the darkness, making people feel awe. Occasionally, an unknown creature quickly passes through the shadows, leaving only a momentary glimpse and a brief tense atmosphere. The silence of the forest is broken and quickly restored. This strange balance makes people hold their breath, for fear of disturbing the tranquility of this mysterious world.

The soil under his feet was so wet that water could almost be squeezed out. Every step was accompanied by a slight sinking feeling, as if he was walking in an endless swamp. The accumulated water formed small lakes in the low-lying areas of the forest, reflecting the sporadic light from the sky, making it difficult to see what was hidden under the water. Meng Jin frowned deeply, and he stepped carefully on the accumulated water, with each step being cautious and firm, as if he was fighting against the fear of the unknown.

He took a deep breath and tried to adapt to the damp and cold environment. His vigilance did not decrease as time went by. Meng Jin looked among the swaying shadows of the trees, trying to find a clue in the darkness that would lead him deeper into the heart of the forest.