[Player Shi Jinzhe's golden cocoon broke before reaching the finish line. Please find it within three minutes...]
The system abruptly stopped halfway through its explanation.
The golden cocoon, which had developed cracks and was about to break open, was bound up by vines in a simple and crude manner.
The green vines rolled and pulled the golden cocoon out of the wooden box, forcibly stopping the cocoon's emergence.
A translucent cocoon hangs on the vine, and the butterfly inside is still moving, full of energy, trying to stick to the green vine through the clear, thin shell.
"That's a truly unexpected solution."
Upon hearing the system notification that the method had been aborted, Shi Jinzhe knew that the method was feasible.
The green vine succeeds because it is special; not just anyone can do it. A butterfly in its normal state would only die if treated like this, but the one inside the cocoon seems to have a very strong vitality.
Unlike a desperate struggle, his enthusiasm was like seeing his real father.
They were being very affectionate, somewhat like the first time they arrived here, when someone touched his finger through the metal casing.
Shi Jinzhe lowered his gaze; this unassuming green vine was more formidable than he had imagined.
The golden cocoon draws close to itself because it possesses the power of life; does it draw close to the green vine because it also possesses this power?
Do they possess the same type of energy?
This green vine is too mysterious. After several days, he and Shekh could not find any place that resembled the growth of the green vine.
Every night, one of them would stay behind to keep watch, but when the time came, they would still fall asleep. They couldn't resist the drowsiness, not even Shekh could.
However, as for the danger, the paper doll prop did not react at all, not even showing the most basic green "no danger" status.
He remained expressionless, but secretly memorized the terrain and distinctive vegetation to keep track of the layout.
Led by the green vines, Shi Jinzhe continued walking into the valley.
The valley was very empty, unlike the outside which was full of exotic flowers and plants; the vegetation inside consisted only of giant trees and vines.
Shekh passed by the giant trees, counted a few, and then gave up. There were too many; every tree in the valley was very old.
Unable to count the trees, she looked down at the weeds on the ground.
It's a normal height, only ten or twenty centimeters tall, with slightly bluish grass blades covered in small white flowers.
They bloom in clusters, and the deeper you go into the valley, the more densely they bloom.
Shekh walked to the back, unsure of where to step. With each step, white flowers were injured.
Shi Jinzhe noticed that she had stopped walking, so he picked her up and carried her away. The small white flowers that had been crushed by him would straighten up and continue to bloom after he had walked away.
The two walked around all day, admiring the flowers.
Green Vine had no intention of stopping, and Shi Jinzhe and Shehe also tacitly agreed not to rest.
Until the next morning, gaps appeared in the flowerbeds beneath their feet, through which a slow, moist stream flowed, eventually converging into a lake.
The water is shallow, and the white crystals at the bottom of the lake reflect a faint rainbow of light. The calm surface is as clear as a mirror, and people standing on the shore will have a clear reflection.
From a distance, it appears white, blending seamlessly with the white flowers covering the mountains and fields.
Shekh stopped at the shore: "It's somewhat like that salt lake you took me to, the one that reflects the sky."
She looked towards the center of the lake, where a giant white tree stood, its towering trunk reaching towards the sky, its blue leaves with long, slender veins, mysterious and elegant, somewhat like willow leaves from the original world.
Countless white vines cascaded down the twisted trunk into the water, while thick roots gripped the ground, forming an arch between the raised section and the water's surface. The entire giant tree's canopy stretched towards the sky.
The giant white tree before us has transcended human understanding of trees; no one would disagree that it is a mountain.
Beside Sheh, Shi Jinzhe was led into the water by the green vines in his hand.
She turned Shi Jinzhe around, looked into his eyes, and realized that he was not being controlled; it was Shi Jinzhe's own decision.
"I'm fine." Shi Jinzhe squeezed her hand tightly. "I found the same feeling as the willow tree on that white tree, a very close feeling."
"Is that your mother?"
"You'll find out when you get there."
Shi Jin waded through the water, gradually closing the distance between himself and the giant white tree.
The green vine in his hand also changed at this moment; the green faded, and white branches and blue leaves appeared, the same color as the giant tree in front of him.
Up close, the towering white trees create an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Those vines that looked slender from a distance were just as thick as the tall trees outside when you got closer.
Such a colossal object aroused Shekh's sense of crisis. She withdrew her hand and transformed into a snake in the purple mist.
The transformation caused ripples on the lake's surface, and in the blink of an eye, a deep purple giant snake had already coiled around the white giant tree.
Shi Jinzhe patted her scales and said, "Thank you."
The green vines led him up a section of root that was above the water, and from there he continued walking further in.
A few minutes later, Shi Jinzhe truly understood what it meant for a single tree to form a forest; this tree was simply too enormous.
jingle--
Suddenly, the sound of a wind chime came from ahead.
He quickened his pace and finally approached the most magnificent trunk.
A triangular hole, big enough for a person to pass through, appeared in the tree trunk, and a string of wind chimes hung from it.
Shi Jinzhe grabbed the wooden sign below, which was swaying wildly in the wind, straightened it, and silently read out the inscription on it.
"The wind keeps its promise, the flowers never fail, and we will never disappoint each year."
Shi Jinzhe thought of the blooming white flowers along the way, loosened the wooden sign, and entered the tree hole.
Inside the dimly lit tree hollow, some blue lights fluttered about; they were magnified fireflies, and thanks to their size, the illumination was excellent.
In the center of the tree hollow, he saw a white wooden coffin.
His anxious mood suddenly cooled down. Shi Jinzhe took a deep breath and slowly approached the wooden coffin step by step.
His heart was pounding, and his eyes were fixed on the opening and closing wooden coffin.
Inside, there lay a very beautiful woman.
His face was pale and he remained silent.
Shi Jinzhe recognized her as the woman in the surveillance video who only showed her profile and had a willow twig under his swaddling clothes.
Her appearance hasn't changed, and even her clothes are the same as the ones in the surveillance footage; she is his biological mother.
Shi Jinzhe stiffly reached out and picked up a laminated photo that was pressing down on her hand.
It's a group photo.
A mother with delicate features and a slightly melancholic air, but smiling happily; and... a man with slightly long, white, curly hair, also smiling.
Shi Jinzhe wanted to look for something else, but apart from this photo and the wind chimes at the entrance of the cave, there was nothing else here.
The green vine that brought him in fell into the wooden coffin and lay on the back of the woman's hand.
Shi Jinzhe lowered his eyes, seeing white vines, a giant white tree, and a white-haired man.
"Who are you…"
A long blue leaf drifted down into the empty tree hollow. Shi Jin caught it and saw that the veins of the leaf formed the characters "北走" (walking north).
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