The Great Dream God

The sun shines softly in the green forest, gilding this quiet world with a layer of golden light. Under the sunlight, a winding tree-lined path, like a ribbon carefully woven by nature, shuttles between the towering ancient trees. However, as the line of sight extends, the path seems to be subtly changing, its width is gradually shrinking silently, as if it is gently squeezed by an invisible giant hand in an extremely delicate way.

The road that was once wide enough for two people to walk side by side can now only accommodate a single traveler. The trees on both sides, those towering trees that were once road signs and companions, have now become the guardians of the trail, their branches and leaves intertwined, barely marking the boundaries of this increasingly narrow trail. The mosses and vines on the tree trunks seem to be telling the vicissitudes of time and witnessing the changes of the trail.

The air around was originally as fresh as morning dew, but now it is slowly permeated by a light white mist, like an elf emerging from the ground, with a hint of mystery and confusion. This mist is like a light white veil, slowly covering the skin of the forest, blurring the vision and the boundary between reality and illusion. It dances in the breeze, sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing, making it impossible to grasp its true form.

This mysterious fog adds a bit of eerie atmosphere to the forest and casts a veil of unknown over the trail. Every traveler who steps into it will be attracted by this sudden change. They may be confused or afraid, but no matter what, they cannot resist the urge to explore.

In this mysterious and strange sea of ​​fog, ordinary natural phenomena seem to be endowed with extraordinary life. This is not the light and soft morning mist, but deep and solemn, as if it is the embodiment of some unknown power. It is filled with a creepy atmosphere, as if hiding countless pairs of eyes peeping in the darkness. The team of one hundred chariot drivers is now deeply trapped in it, their hearts are tightly entangled with endless fear. Although the sunlight is swallowed by this thick fog, their backs have been soaked by invisible coldness, and cold sweat is rolling down like rain.

Wei Yanren's eyes were as sharp as those of an eagle, but now they were flickering with anxiety. He clenched his teeth and scanned the fog with wide eyes, trying to catch any unusual movements. His voice was particularly harsh in the silence, with a trace of undisguised trembling: "This fog, I always feel that it is not just fog, it seems alive, as if some evil spirit will jump out of it!" His fear spread quickly among the team like a plague, causing the originally firm steps to stagger and the originally calm expressions to become panic.

Every driver felt an unprecedented panic, their heartbeats echoing in the silent fog like a symphony of despair. They held the reins tightly in their hands and stared nervously at the vague outline in front of them, fearing that in the next moment, unpredictable terror would rush out of the fog. The fog was no longer just a natural landscape, but an indelible nightmare in their hearts. Every step forward was accompanied by deep fear and uncertainty. In this sea of ​​fog shrouded in fear, they not only had to face unknown challenges, but also had to fight against their own inner fears.

Sun Yifang's eyes burned with fearlessness, and he never backed down easily even in the face of difficulties and obstacles. At this moment, his frown was like a knife, as if he was expressing strong dissatisfaction with the fearful atmosphere around him. He snorted coldly, and the hard voice echoed in the air, like a shocking declaration, "What a coward! This is just the baptism of nature, why should we be afraid?" His words were sharp, trying to shatter the fear in everyone's hearts with his perseverance. However, the trembling voice revealed his inner tension, and the mask of courage hid the indelible worry.

Zhang Duanyin also agreed with Sun Yifang's point of view without hesitation. He nodded frequently, with a hint of reluctance in his tone of approval, "Mr. Sun is right. We can't let such natural phenomena affect our determination." Although his words were loud and clear, trying to ignite the morale of the team with the spark of faith, the feeling of powerlessness was like a shadow, always hanging over everyone's heart and unable to dissipate.

At the end of the team, Meng Jinze remained calm alone.

His steps were steady and powerful, and despite his panic, his eyes never strayed away from the front, while he vigilantly scanned the surrounding environment.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He was aware of every movement and was ready to respond to any possible crisis at any time.

His silence is not cowardice, but hidden tenacity. Every step he takes is full of determination and faith, as if silently telling everyone that true courage lies in facing, not in escaping.

The sun shone on him, but it could not dispel the haze in his heart. His eyes were like a cheetah lurking in the dark, sharp and alert. Every step he took was full of caution, as if in the silent forest, any tiny sound could lead to unknown danger. His heartbeat echoed in his chest, in sharp contrast to the quietness of the surrounding environment, as if it was the only sound.

He thought silently, if there was an elder in the team at this time, how good it would be. Their wisdom is like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, penetrating the fog and illuminating the way forward. Their experience is a solid fortress that can withstand the fear and anxiety in the heart and let people find support in the turmoil. However, they are surrounded by a group of young faces who have not been baptized by wind and rain. Although their smiles are bright, their eyes are flashing with confusion and fear, which makes him feel extremely heavy.

At this moment, this young team is wavering in the morning mist, like a ship floating on the vast ocean. Without a compass, they can only grope forward with faith and courage. There is a huge rock hanging over everyone's heart, and the uncertainty about the future is like an invisible burden on their hearts. They are looking forward to a ray of light that will penetrate the fog and lead them to the safe shore, looking forward to a land without shadows, where they can let go of their guard and laugh to their heart's content.

Their eyes are full of expectation, every breath they take is calling for hope, and every step they take is moving towards the light. In this challenging journey, they need not only courage, but also a kind of faith, a firm belief that there is light ahead and that they can overcome difficulties together.