Looking at the bones inside the pork knuckle lying on the ground, I still felt that eating that plate of pork knuckle was a bit unrealistic.

After all, I haven't had such a delicious and visually appealing meal in a long time in a place like this.

But no one expected that I would actually eat the thing I had been longing for in such a strange underground passage.

I suddenly felt that something might be wrong, but I couldn't figure it out for the time being.

After a long while, I took a deep breath. Could it be that these things were actually just my imagination?

For example, the light that suddenly appeared overhead just now?

Another thing is the braised pork knuckle that my grandma used to make, which I kept talking about in my sleep. It was because of my obsession that it appeared in front of me in real life.

If that's really the case, then does that mean anything I imagine is possible?

I quickly sat down on the spot, ignoring my empty stomach, took a deep breath, and tried to enter into my meditation.

Now I want a gun, a gun that I can use anytime, anywhere.

Moreover, this gun is always ready to use and you'll never run out of ammo...

I kept picturing what the gun would look like and what its performance would be like, but in the end, I felt that the gun was perhaps a little too perfect.

After all, even in today's highly developed society, the kind of gun I imagine still hasn't been created...

But in this situation, I need to quickly determine whether my idea can be realized.

I once again interrupted my previous random thoughts and tried hard to think about the kind of gun I wanted in my mind.

Not long after, I stopped thinking and slowly opened my eyes. I saw that there was actually a silver gun lying on the ground in front of me, which had been empty before!

That gun was practically perfect!

It was exactly as I had imagined.

I picked up the gun with trembling hands and fired it twice before realizing that the gun was a bit strange. That is to say, no matter how many shots I wanted to fire, it proved that the bullets in the gun were endless.

This confirms my earlier thought, meaning that I now actually have the ability to imagine anything.

I was somewhat excited, but even more so, I didn't understand this deserted island.

What kind of place is this deserted island? And why does it possess such abilities?

What I really want to know is how this underground mountain tunnel-like place I'm in was formed.

Does this mean that everyone who lands here will have their wishes fulfilled? If that's the case, then I'd like to bring Xiao Qiang and Xu Wei in so they can also think about whether they need anything.

But then I thought about it again and realized that I couldn't let others find out about this.

Firstly, our current situation is quite complicated.

We were not only with the foreigners, but also with the Bunois tribe.

The most difficult thing to control is that everyone has their own thoughts, but in the face of such a great disaster, no one can think that much.

However, things would become very troublesome if the secret were revealed to everyone.

I can't bear the thought of what they might become. What if they could conjure up guns and ammunition like I do? Wouldn't the world descend into chaos?

I have no control over everything that happens next, so I think this place should remain a secret.

Now that I have the gun and I've eaten my fill, the only thing I need to do is figure out how to get out.

There seems to be no exit from this place, but now that I have this ability, can I imagine an exit and then walk out through it?

After that, it's safe?

I tried to calm myself down and stop getting so agitated, and then I continued walking forward little by little.

I imagined that just a short distance away I would see a doorway, and that going through that doorway would lead to the exit of this place.

So I walked for a while longer, and sure enough, I saw a place with some light ahead.

After walking a few steps, I went straight outside, where it was a desolate wasteland with sparse trees, and the sun was beginning to rise.

Obviously, I spent a very long time in that cave last night, but I feel much more at ease now, since I now have an inexhaustible supply of guns, and there is indeed no danger in this place.

I can go find Xiao Qiang and the others now and find out what's going on there. Then I'll know whether Mu Cuo and the others have succeeded.

If Mu Cuo and his group fail, we can think of other ways.

Now that I have a gun, my previous fear has lessened considerably. And now that I have this ability, I wonder if I can use it to save Muta and Mulin.

However, there is a slightly troublesome thing: I don't know if this ability disappears after leaving the cave entrance.

So I closed my eyes and imagined an iced Coke again outside, but to my surprise, a bottle of the Coke I often drink appeared in front of me very quickly.

Now I was even more excited. I remembered that Xiao Qiang and Xu Wei had been talking about wanting to eat snacks and potato chips, but they had never been able to satisfy their cravings.

After all, just surviving on such a deserted island is a luxury, so where would they find the opportunity and time to tinker with that?

Besides, this deserted island is isolated from the world, and you really can't get those modern gadgets here.

But now that I have this ability, let alone eating potato chips or snacks, I can even imagine a Manchu Han Imperial Feast for them.

I opened the Coke and took a few sips, and immediately felt refreshed. The exhaustion and despair I felt last night, after being trapped all night, were completely swept away.

I quickly finished my cola in a few gulps, grabbed my gun, got up, and headed back towards the camp where Xiao Qiang and the others were.

Because now I can finally tell Mu Cuo and the others with a clear conscience that I can go and save Mu Ta and Mu Lin. They don't even need any help from others. Even if I go alone, I will definitely succeed.

When I rushed back to the camp, I found that the area around the camp was quiet and there was no danger. I carefully entered the camp and found that there were still a few indigenous people guarding the gate.

They were surprised to see me return, but he quickly realized I was alone, and his expression became somewhat tense.

One of them gestured several times, but I couldn't understand a word. In the end, I had to go back to the camp to find Xiao Qiang and the others. But when I met them, I learned that Wang Ping and Mu Cuo hadn't returned all night...