Jake immediately saw a few familiar figures when he stepped into the hill.
He waved his hand and shouted a few times.
A few immediately turned around in surprise and rushed to his side.
"Jake, I thought something happened to you. Why haven't you returned soon? What took you so long?"
Jake responded loudly.
"I went out to look for food!"
Pride engulfed his eyes.
"I found enough mushrooms that we could eat for three months in a fog-shrouded swamp!"
He prepared to hear his friends and surrounding people's praises and admiration after he said he thought good news.
He waited for a while and was stunned to find no one cared.
'What was going on?'
Doubts engulfed his thoughts. His companions beside him lowered their voices and said, "Jake, don't speak so loudly in the holy land of the new Eternal City."
Confusion flooded Jake's face. "When did this place become a holy land?"
"But, I found food…"
