I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 51, Section 1.4: The Fog Tracking Battle

“Anyone who says you have poor stamina is an idiot.” Mu Yin stood on the huge rock, recalling Dao Lin who climbed to the top without breaking a sweat, and said slowly.

“As I said, compared to ordinary people, I have excellent physical strength.” Dao Lin looked at the scenery below and began to try to figure out where the ‘ghost’ would appear from.

"One minute left." After putting the gold pocket watch back into his pocket, Dao Lin slowly stood up and looked behind Mu Yin.

"Based on my deduction, the ghost must have first appeared in a place we never expected. What could be so surprising as to find out?" He said slowly, his icy blue eyes fixed on Mu Yin's back.

"Behind me?" Mu Yin chuckled softly but didn't move an inch or turn around to look back.

“That’s right.” Dao Lin gestured to Mu Yin, then took out an iron nail with a rope attached and stabbed it hard into the rock. He wrapped a strip of cloth around his palm, held the rope in one hand, and prepared to jump down at any moment.

“When I count to one, you come to me immediately.”

"ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

……

"Two." The icy blue eyes glanced at Mu Yin one last time and nodded at him.

"One." After counting, Daolin immediately jumped down, holding the rope.

The instant the count reached one, Mu Yin crouched down to avoid the first touch. He glanced at it briefly with his dark golden vertical pupils, then ran towards the edge, choosing to jump down instead of touching the rope.

After landing safely, he glanced at Dao Lin who was waiting for him on the ground, and the two of them ran forward together.

"The most unexpected way is to appear behind the most important person, which can completely panic everyone. Also, if you encounter it on flat ground, it is actually very difficult to escape smoothly. The best way is to have an obstacle to stop it." So he chose to climb the highest rock, just to wait for the 'ghost' to descend and leave it there.

If the 'ghost' wants to come down, it can either climb down little by little or jump down directly. Either way, it will take some time, making it easier to escape than to make direct contact with the ground, and giving them time to hide.

The best way to hide in the Gobi Desert is by moving up and down. Simply hiding behind a rock makes you easy to find, but moving up and down makes it much harder. For the "ghost" to catch them, it has to get close. Since they're on the rock and the "ghost" is below, they have to climb up. After the "ghost" climbs up, they can jump down, still managing to shake off the "ghost" and create a window of opportunity to escape.

Honestly, hide-and-seek is actually one of the most mentally taxing games. You have to think about how to escape, devise a plan to trick the enemy, and guess what the enemy is thinking.

No matter how smart you are, it's useless if the enemy doesn't fall for it.

"What does that ghost look like?" Dao Lin asked, turning his head.

"Are you so sure I'll know what a ghost looks like?" Mu Yin was slightly taken aback, then chuckled.

“It’s certain. No one else but you will have the chance to see it.” Dao Lin successfully climbed onto the small rock, looked down at Mu Yin, and said slowly.

"I did see it, a pair of eyes, a nose, and a mouth." Mu Yin raised an eyebrow, speaking perfunctorily as he climbed up. "Believe it or not, I'll throw you down?" Dao Lin squatted down, looking at Mu Yin who was just about to climb up with one hand, his icy blue eyes slightly narrowed, and said expressionlessly.

Mu Yin: "..." This is the first time I've been threatened. What should I do? It's a bit exciting.
Mu Yin winked innocently at Dao Lin and said with a grin, "No way, I'm serious. It's just a pair of eyes, a nose, and a mouth."

"I'm going to do it." Dao Lin placed his hand on Mu Yin's hand, ready to pry it off and throw it away at any moment.

"Wait! I'll tell you now." Mu Yin chuckled, placed his other hand on the rock, and used both hands to support himself, exposing half of his body to Dao Lin.

He lifted himself up with both hands without seeming to struggle at all. He faced Dao Lin, looking straight at each other, and suddenly said, "You've lost your chance." This meant that he had already climbed up, and Dao Lin no longer had the opportunity to throw him down.

"Is that so?" Dao Lin slowly stood up, then kicked him without hesitation, and Mu Yin fell down.

"Look, you went down there so easily." Dao Lin chuckled, his icy blue eyes looking down at Mu Yin lying in the yellow sand. It sounded like mockery.

Mu Yin twitched his lips and said, "I was just letting you have it." He wasn't going to stoop to the level of someone who relied on mental skills. It was as if he was bullying a weakling. Anyway, a fall was nothing to him, not even a tickle.

He sat up, unconcerned about being in the middle of the yellow sand, completely disregarding the fact that he had become the most important target of the 'ghost'. The yellow sand around him stirred, and Dao Lin jumped down from it and stood beside him.

"He's gone." She said, reaching out her hand to Mu Yin. "Get up."

"I find it quite comfortable to sit here," Mu Yin said, but still grabbed Dao Lin's hand and stood up.

"Speaking of which, you haven't introduced yourself yet, have you? What's your name?" Mu Yin thought carefully for a moment. Although he knew that others called him Dao Lin, he still wanted to hear this self-introduction.

"My pseudonym is Dao Lin." Dao Lin gazed into the distance, frowning slightly, but he didn't forget to answer Mu Yin.

Mu Yin moved closer to him, chuckled softly in his ear, his warm breath brushing against it, and asked gently, "A pseudonym? So you have a real name then."

Dao Lin took two steps to the side and rubbed his ears. "I forgot everything, everything about myself and others. I just picked the name Dao Lin randomly." The only thing he remembered was that sleeping could store energy, so he would be especially sleepy when resting and would never miss any opportunity to sleep.

Mu Yin was somewhat surprised. The boy beside him wasn't much taller than him, but he hadn't expected him to have such a poor memory at such a young age. There was a strange sense of cuteness in the contrast.

In fact, Mu Yin's amiable attitude towards Dao Lin was entirely due to the fact that Dao Lin was also a short man. After all, Mu Yin was only 1.6 meters tall, while Dao Lin didn't look to be more than 1.7 meters tall, and Dao Lin was the one he liked the most among this group.

"Was it after we arrived here?" Mu Yin's expression turned slightly serious as he asked.

"Hmm." Dao Lin nodded. His white, tousled hair was slightly disheveled by the strong wind, but it did not diminish his handsomeness. His ice-blue eyes were clear and clean, like crystals reflecting all things in the world.

"Assimilation... So it was already happening from the very beginning..." A hint of mockery flashed in his dark gold vertical pupils as he curled the corners of his mouth and sneered.

Dao Lin is incredibly smart!!! I love him so much!!!

I almost wanted to warn you about this, but unfortunately it's tomorrow's content.

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(End of this chapter)