Guo Zifeng ran to the tree and tremblingly picked a leaf from it.

“That’s right, absolutely right, a thousand-year-old Pu’er tea tree,” Guo Zifeng said excitedly.

"Pu'er tea tree?"

At this moment, the others also came over, and Bai Jing asked curiously, "The tea trees I went to see with you were all short, only waist-high. This one is tall enough to be considered an arbor, so how can it be a tea tree?"

“The tea variety is different, I would never mistake it. Although I don’t know why it grows in this place, this is definitely a Pu’er tea tree, and it is definitely over a thousand years old, maybe even two or three thousand years old. It is the same as the ancient tea trees I saw in Yunnan. This is a genuine ancient Pu’er tea tree.”

Guo Zifeng became more and more excited as he spoke, which showed how significant this discovery was to him.

"Isn't that area over there also?" Tang Jiaqi suddenly pointed in a direction and said.

When Guo Zifeng saw it, he felt so happy he almost fainted. In the direction Tang Jiaqi was pointing, there were at least a dozen Pu'er tea trees, and each one was no smaller than the one in front of them. One of them stood out from the crowd.

Guo Zifeng's hands were trembling. "This, this is too..."

He no longer knew how to describe his feelings. Even if all the thousand-year-old Pu'er tea trees on Earth were moved here, they wouldn't be as numerous as this forest.

If these ancient tea trees were on Earth, they would definitely be listed in the World Register of Ancient Tea Trees; their value would be immeasurable.

"Chen Yang, Bai Jing and I may not be able to continue with you. I need to go to the camp and bring people over as soon as possible. These tea trees look like they will be ripe in about ten days. I need to prepare for picking and roasting them."

Chen Yang nodded and said, "Our purpose in traveling is to find resources, and once we find them, we should naturally make use of them."

Guo Zifeng nodded and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he took Bai Jing and ran to the ancient tea forest. He was as excited as a 160-pound fat uncle.

“This is ancient tree tea. I was fortunate enough to drink it once at a leader’s house, but I’m too rough on the edges to appreciate its flavor,” Yun Hu said, stroking the tea tree.

“We are very close to the climate anomaly zone. This area should not be suitable for the growth of ancient tea trees. Its existence must be due to the temperature influence of the climate anomaly zone,” Ding Qihan said.

After resting for a while in the ancient tea forest, the remaining people prepared to continue their journey, while Wang Bing and Bai Jing stayed behind. Wang Bing planned to build a stove and a small hut for shelter from the rain there, and asked the others in the camp to bring iron pots, drying racks, and other supplies.

Chen Yang left them an extra portion of food, and then led the remaining people to continue their mission.

"I never expected to find tea trees here, especially thousand-year-old ones. It truly proves the saying 'a chance encounter can lead to unexpected success,'" Yun Hu remarked.

Ding Qihan, who was walking at the front, turned around and said, "Alright, stop chatting and hurry up. Let's try to get there before dark."

However, after walking for another half hour, a cliff more than 20 meters high blocked their way.

"Damn it, he's my brother's cousin-in-law." Ding Qihan was on the verge of tears.

“Alright, let’s look along the cliff; there should be a path up there,” Chen Yang said.

They walked along the cliff face, where rocks kept rolling down, forcing them to be extremely careful; if they were hit, they would surely be badly injured.

After walking along the cliff for another half hour, they finally saw a ravine that they could climb. The group carefully climbed the ravine, afraid that they would slip and tumble down.

"Be careful, there are thorns in the bushes ahead..." Chen Yang was about to warn when he heard Tang Jiaqi exclaim in surprise.

Her foot had been scratched by thorns from a bush, drawing bright red blood, but thankfully it wasn't serious, just a little painful. Chen Yang had brought hemostatic herbs with him this time, just in case.

He helped Tang Jiaqi crush the herbs, applied them to her legs, and then bound them with leaves.

"Can you walk?" Chen Yang asked.

Tang Jiaqi made an OK sign and said, "No problem. I'm going to brag to Li Su'er when I get back that you bandaged my wound. She'll be so jealous."

"You seem fine now that you look so energetic, let's continue on our way," Chen Yang said.

The ravine wasn't deep or steep, but it was overgrown with shrubs and covered with loose stones, making it very difficult to traverse. The group hadn't reached the end by the time it was getting dark.

"If we walk for another half hour and still haven't reached the end, we'll grab something to eat and then turn back. We'll continue tomorrow," Chen Yang said.

"Wait, I can see the end now, everyone keep going, there's only a little bit left!" Ding Qihan shouted from the very front.

Everyone's spirits lifted. After taking a few steps forward, they indeed saw the end of the ravine.

They quickened their pace and climbed forward. As they approached their destination, a breeze blew by, and the gentle warmth made them feel refreshed.

Ding Qihan was incredibly excited and almost ran over, becoming the first to stand on top.

As soon as he went up, he seemed to have lost his soul, staring blankly.

Chen Yang and the others caught up quickly, and were stunned when they saw the scene before them.

Behind the mountain lies a vast expanse of yellowish land, a desolate landscape dominated by yellow hues. Sandstorms rage across the sky, creating a boundless and desolate scene. Even the distant setting sun has lost its color amidst the sandstorms, weakly casting its last rays.

They looked back and were overwhelmed by the lush greenery. Birds sang sweetly, flowers were fragrant, and the spring breeze rustled through the trees.

On this side of the mountain, there is only yellow sand and soil, with no green to be seen. The few plants that do exist resemble elderly people in their eighties, devoid of color and vitality.

Bounded by the ridgeline, it becomes two separate worlds. One side is a pale yellow, the other a vibrant green.

This scene is so similar to the West Boundary River. One line, two worlds, the difference is so great, a turn of the head and the world has changed.

“It seems we’re really lucky to be in the very center of this micro-world. If we were in the desert or this Loess Plateau, survival would be difficult, let alone living like this,” Xu Meng said.

Compared to the desert across the western border river and the Loess Plateau in front of them, the place where they live is simply paradise. There are many kinds of plants and animals, and water is readily available. It would be difficult for them to starve to death.

“At least this place isn’t as difficult to cross as the western border river, so we can really enjoy the scenery of the Loess Plateau,” Chen Yang said.

The swift currents of the Western Boundary River made it difficult for them to cross, leaving them only able to gaze at the golden desert on the other side. However, the boundary between the Loess Plateau and the Tianyin Mountains was merely a ridge, which they could easily cross.

"Let's save this moment for tomorrow. It's too late now, and this isn't a suitable place to camp. Let's leave," Chen Yang said.

Everyone tacitly waited for the sun to set before leaving together, including Ding Qihan, who was eagerly anticipating entering. However, instead of staying up to sleep, he prepared to stay up all night to build a theoretical model and analyze the climate impact on the two locations.

Others can only analyze based on assumptions, while he can analyze and correct in practice, and find the reasons.

"Looks like I'm about to publish another groundbreaking paper. I'm sure I'll become a renowned meteorologist and Aiqi's idol," he thought narcissistically.

(End of this chapter)