After an unknown duration, Tu Hu (Hard) slowly woke up.
He sat up abruptly.
He realized he was situated on a lush green hillside, with a stream gently babbling in the distance, and nearby exotic plants emitting a hazy glow.
The Spiritual Energy here was abundant, with a breeze carrying a sweet, grassy aroma, each breath making him feel completely at ease.
"Where is this...?" Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he decisively summoned the team channel.
Tu Hu: Can you hear me, what's happening?
Little Milk Bottle: Brother Hard! You're still alive, you disappeared in a flash just now.
Floating with the Wind: Holy crap, Brother Hard, I heard you traveled to the Goblin Tribe as a chieftain, how many years have passed there, are there advanced goblins yet?
Tu Hu: Stop joking, I don't know where I am either, it looks pretty safe around here, how's it on your end?
Rock: "We're still in the great hall, figuring out how to rescue you, why don't you decompose yourself back to the city?"
