Looking at the lights in front of me, I was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Although I knew long ago that all sorts of strange things could happen on this deserted island, seeing these electric lights suddenly appear in front of me was both dismaying and surprising.

Is this even considered a superpower?

How did this thing appear out of nowhere? Could it have always been here? After hearing my thoughts, it suddenly lit up, as if to illuminate my surroundings.

But I didn't notice anything wrong with the surroundings. It was just empty and there was nothing else around.

I looked around and shouted a few times, but there was still no response, only echoes.

Fortunately, there was light around me, so I wasn't so scared anymore.

I gripped the machete tightly, looked around, and then cautiously took a few steps forward with the machete in hand.

There was no danger in this place; it was surrounded by dark, empty rocks and was quite spacious.

There was no one in this place, and there was no animal droppings on the ground. It was so clean that it felt almost unreal.

Even the vines and grass I took with me when I fell from above are not here.

There was nothing around, and this sudden emptiness made me feel even more uncertain.

I paused for a moment, but in the end I felt I should keep going, because staying here wasn't a good thing.

First of all, I have no idea what the situation is like here. If there is any danger, I could very well die here for no reason.

Secondly, I don't know what's going on with the Indians. The Utas tribe must be chasing after them desperately right now.

The pirates who chased me to the spot where I twisted my ankle and fell must have been completely dumbfounded to see me suddenly gone.

If they can't find me, they will definitely turn around and immediately return to the Utas tribe's camp to guard the wooden tower and the forest.

This makes it even more difficult for Mu Cuo and his group to succeed.

Although I am no longer in any danger, I have fallen into this strange place and the situation outside is unknown. How can I possibly stay here with peace of mind?

I gritted my teeth, picked up the machete in my hand, and continued walking forward.

But no matter how far I went, I found that the rock face above my head would immediately light up.

These lights seemed to be sensing my approach; they would quickly turn on whenever I was about to pass by.

This feeling made me even more uncomfortable, because I didn't know why these lights were here, and I couldn't understand how such modern things could appear on such a remote and isolated island.

But I walked forward in a daze, and after what seemed like forever, I became so thirsty that I collapsed on the ground, but I still couldn't find the exit.

The surrounding area is full of dark rock walls. I tried to dig a hole out of here with a machete, and the rocks are very hard. It would be impossible to dig a hole out of here with a machete.

Most importantly, I don't even know where I am right now.

Is it still under that grove of trees? If so, why is there such a large, underground passage-like structure under that grove of trees?

I rested for a while, but I felt even thirstier. Apart from these lights to light my way, there was nothing else of any use in this place.

Although there is enough air in this place, a normal person would not be able to survive for long in such a closed environment without food and water.

I remember reading a book before that said it's hard for a person to last seven days without drinking water.

Given my current condition, I'm afraid it would be difficult to survive even five or seven days.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. No matter what, I still had to keep going out to find a way out, because sitting and waiting to die would only mean certain death.

But as I continued walking forward, after an unknown amount of time, I still found that the road ahead was long and there was nowhere to turn, as if this place was a straight tube.

If we continue on this path, it will be like Tang Sanzang's journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures—we don't know when it will end.

If we continue like this, we'll only be wasting our energy and strength, and we won't get any useful information.

I said I was completely exhausted...

While I was worried about Mu Cuo and the others outside, I was even more worried about Wang Xiaoxiao and Xiao Qiang. After all, if I really died here, or was completely trapped here, I couldn't get out, and I couldn't imagine what Wang Xiaoxiao and Xiao Qiang would do.

Furthermore, it is uncertain whether Wang Ping and his team can truly maintain a balance and ensure everyone's safety in the current adversarial situation on the deserted island.

As I thought about it, I felt sad and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

In my dream, I suddenly met my grandma. She whispered to me not to be afraid and said that she had made my favorite braised pork knuckle.

I was so hungry I didn't know what to do when Grandma suddenly took the pork knuckle with her chopsticks, cut off a piece, and stuffed it directly into my mouth.

I almost didn't think twice before opening my mouth to take it, and at that moment, I suddenly realized that the aroma in my mouth was incredibly real.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was actually holding chopsticks, and what was even more surprising was that there was actually a steaming hot pork knuckle in front of me!

This discovery almost drove me crazy!

Without thinking, I threw the chopsticks on the ground, jumped up, and quickly looked around.

Damn it, is it haunted?

Or am I still dreaming and not awake at all?

I quickly looked around, but there was nothing there. It was quiet everywhere, and the lights overhead were still on.

The plate of braised pork knuckle in front of me is still quietly emitting a delicious aroma, making my stomach rumble with hunger.

I suddenly gritted my teeth. Damn it, even if I'm dreaming, at least I can have a good meal!

Without further hesitation, I picked up the chopsticks from the ground, wiped them casually a couple of times, and then stuffed a piece of braised pork knuckle into my mouth.

But after tasting it, I realized that the aroma was so real that it created an illusion.

After finishing the whole plate of pork knuckle, I started to feel disillusioned again. Was this really a dream, or reality?