This forest was huge. All they saw were trees in the hour they walked inside, and the occasional oasis. Though the few dehydrated corpses and skeletons took away any interest to take a rest there.
“It’s getting dark. How much longer do we have to go?” Jonathan asked as he was panting.
Zheng shrugged. “Find a higher terrain first. Otherwise, we can’t even find the direction. Though it’s too dark now. We can’t see too far off.”
O’Connell looked around. “We should find a place to rest. It’s been an exhausting day. We will be too tired even if we are to find the Scorpion King.”
Zheng looked at the others who weren’t in good conditions. He had no choice but to jump up to a tree and searched around. Then he pointed to the east and said. “There’s a stream that way.”
