Road Survival: My RV is a Moving Castle

Song Chiyu looked up.

The thousand-year-old peach tree had lush, verdant branches and leaves that completely obscured the small wooden house and the warehouse behind it.

The trunk is thick, and even the smallest twigs are as thick as a wrist.

Song Chiyu roughly estimated the current height of the thousand-year-old peach tree.

Compared to its adult form in the primeval forest, it is hundreds of meters tall.

Right now, it can only be considered to be in its infancy.

It is only a little over 200 meters high.

But it still left a large shadow on the black soil.

The tree trunk is so thick that it takes seven or eight people to encircle it.

Some branches even extended into front of the cabin, but they didn't block out much of the view.

Song Chiyu followed the direction of the branches downwards, searching for the roots of the peach tree.

After walking under the peach tree, I looked at the thousand-year-old peach tree that had grown strong and healthy.

My heart is filled with joy.

She placed her palm on the fresh bark of the peach tree, closed her eyes, and silently felt it.

Soon, a series of rhythmic thumping sounds came from the deepest part of the peach tree.

It has a pulse, it breathes, and it has a heartbeat.

Most importantly, there are emotions.

Song Chiyu felt a joyful and happy emotion flowing continuously from her palm into her heart.

Then, I couldn't help but feel happy.

The peach trees of today have long since shed their former old age and desolation.

Like the rising sun, it is full of vigor and vitality.

Song Chiyu recalled the moment in the desert lake when the giant tortoise was about to devour her.

That aged sigh.

Deep within, something seemed to be breaking through the soil.

When Song Chiyu opened her eyes again, she could already sense that the peach tree in front of her had some kind of connection with her.

This feeling is similar to that of Xue Di and the others.

The peach tree belonged to her.

Song Chiyu gently patted the peach tree, then kicked her leg into the ground.

It nimbly climbed up the rough bark to the lowest branch.

Then they continued climbing.

The higher you go, the darker the peach tree leaves become.

The branches and trunks are also more gnarled and powerful, as if they are covered with blue veins.

Some clouds and mist began to swirl around the tree trunk, making it difficult to see clearly.

Song Chiyu put two drops of X-ray vision solution into his eyes and continued climbing upwards.

She climbed to the top of the tree branch, and by then, she had passed through the clouds.

The surroundings suddenly became clear.

However, when Song Chiyu stood on the treetop and looked around, he discovered that the sky outside was actually gray.

Beneath her feet, besides tree trunks and branches, lay only white clouds and mist.

The gray sky overhead looked very familiar.

Song Chiyu was immediately startled.

Then look further into the distance.

Finally, my gaze pierced through the clouds below and I saw a vast and boundless world.

It was almost exactly the same as the world outside that bubble street.

An endless expanse of gray, the sky and earth appearing as one color.

The ground, besides the gray dust, also had some other undulating mounds.

Song Chiyu couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Could it be that the mysterious space lies beyond the space of the black soil?

Thinking of this, a buzzing sound seemed to emanate from Song Chiyu's mind.

Countless guesses played on repeat in my mind.

It sounded like countless chirping chicks, constantly making a racket.

She couldn't help but pinch herself to force herself to calm down.

He then took out a flying blanket from his spatial storage and sat on it.

She wanted to see if she could enter that gray world directly from the peach tree.

As the flying blanket continued to rise.

Song Chiyu is getting further and further away from the peach tree.

At the same time, the peach tree beneath them gradually revealed its full form as the distance increased.