..
In the green-gray mist.
The outline of the small wooden house was faintly visible.
Roger walked over with steady steps.
When he was two hundred meters away from the cabin.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
In front.
There was a ravine that Roger couldn't cross.
This ravine was not purely on the material level.
His perception told Roger.
Unless there was a special opportunity.
Otherwise, no one would be able to cross this place.
He tentatively walked along the gully.
However, no matter how far he went.
The ravine was always between him and the wooden house.
The large number of treasures he sensed in the " observer's hut " seemed more like an illusion.
This feeling of being able to see but not be able to touch really made one's heart itch.
But Roger was very restrained.
..
it could even be a trap ...
After he noticed the abnormality in the wooden house.
Roger's vigilance was instantly raised.
It had to be said.
