At the edge of the no man's land, a group of outdoor enthusiasts gathered around the fire, ready to spend their third night here.
It was already close to dusk, and they might encounter danger if they continued on their journey, so they chose a suitable place to set up camp.
Because the fuel here was extremely scarce, the fire in front of them was not big. Its purpose was only to dispel the discomfort in the heart and let people know that they were not far away from civilization.
hey, who wants to bake a steamed bun? it's fragrant and crunchy.
A young man raised the iron stake in his hand and asked the people around him.
"Trust me, after you pass through the no man's land, you will definitely want to vomit at the mention of mantou!"
"It smells really good, give me one!"
"I have some wine here, have a sip to warm your body!"
