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in from the south. Aidan, the explorer with us, is knowledgeable and great at communication, always providing explanations at the right moments. Throughout the journey, we followed Aidan and the scientist, Domenic. I wasn't sure of our destination, and it didn't matte

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ing for something. I was puzzled; if he was looking for something, why didn't he report it to his research institute and form a professional team of scientific experts? Or was it that what he was searching for couldn't be known to the authorities? But looking at the others, the photographer was captivated by the mountain scenery, snapping photos non-stop, and the journalist

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everything. They avoided danger. I was starving. How could a hungry person keep traveling? Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer and fainted on the road. In my unconscious state, I felt a foul-tasting, hot liquid flowing into my mouth and soft food being fed to me. When I woke up, everyone was sitting around the fire. They all looked satisfied. Seeing me awake, they smiled and showed concern, very friendly. I responded on the surface, but inside, I was puzzled. They usually weren't like this, especially Domenic and Brodie. Was it because I had fainted? I approached the fire and smelled an unusual aroma coming from the roasted meat on the rack. It looked like some kind of meat. What was it? Before I could ask, I already had the answer. A wrinkled silver-white snakeskin was placed to the side. "Is this snake meat?" I couldn't help but ask. "Yeah, you fa