The cheetah meat tasted pretty good. After 022 finished the cheetah meat in his hand, he planned to lean against the tree trunk and take a nap. Just as he closed his eyes to get some shut-eye, even before he fell asleep, he heard a scream.
The scream came from his southeast direction.
It seemed like someone was hunting dolls in his hiding territory.
022 hesitated for a moment and decided to find another place to sleep. He slid down from the tree trunk and quickly ran towards a patch of thorn bushes.
It was the same patch of thorn bushes he and 099 had used to hide back in the day.
The thorn bush vines grew taller and intertwined with the branches of the ancient trees above, looking like a natural thorn cage at a glance.
022 walked under the ancient tree, brushed away the fallen leaves on the ground with his hand, uncovered a wooden door, and slipped inside. He crawled through a dark passage into the thorns.
