The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife-Chapter 468 - 470. Jungle Expedition, Life-saving Items

Shen Qinglan smiled, "Sister Su Qing, I will hold on until the last second." She had never thought of giving up; she had so many concerns, how could she bear to give up?

What Shen Qinglan didn’t know was that, two rooms away from her sickroom, the virus in Ya Xi’s body had also erupted. After lying dormant inside her for months, it suddenly exploded like a trigger had been activated, furiously attacking. Ya Xi had been unconscious for five days now, unlike Shen Qinglan, who still had clear moments every day. Ya Xi had fallen into a complete coma, like a vegetative state, even lacking conscious awareness.

The virus inside Ya Xi’s body was much more severe than Shen Qinglan’s. If a cure wasn’t found soon, Ya Xi’s life truly hung by a thread.

Because they feared that Shen Qinglan would worry, everyone tacitly agreed to hide these facts from her.

Three days later, just when Shen Qinglan’s condition had deteriorated to the point where she was conscious for less than five hours each day, Doctor Eden finally came out of the lab.

"Has Doctor Eden thought of a solution?" Doug asked impatiently, his expression solemn. Doctor Eden nodded but then shook his head.

"Doctor Eden, what exactly is the situation—just tell us," Doug urged anxiously, as Ya Xi’s condition was becoming increasingly severe, and she really could not wait much longer.

"Doctor Eden, go ahead," Fu Hengyi also spoke up.

Doctor Eden looked at the people present and then slowly said, "After collaborative research with several experts, we have identified this virus’s nemesis and developed an antidote, but the problem is that one very important plant is hard to find."

"What plant, and where can it be found?" Doug asked.

"I once found this plant in a primitive tribe and was even pursued because of its extract," Doctor Eden said. When the research had come out, he had never expected such a coincidence in the world, but the reality was just so. The extract from that addictive plant had turned out to be the greatest nemesis to the virus.

"Where is this primitive tribe located, and what does the plant look like? I’ll go find it right now," Doug said, his eyes lighting up immediately upon hearing there was hope.

Doctor Eden’s expression grew even more solemn, "This is the tricky part; I had stumbled into that primitive tribe by accident and nearly died in there. The terrain is very complicated, and after escaping, I forgot the way I had taken."

That meant aside from a general direction, Doctor Eden did not remember the way to the primitive tribe at all. Considering the vastness of the primordial forest, finding a tribe in it would require a cost in manpower, materials, and time that was incalculable, and what they lacked most now was time.

"Doctor Eden, are there other places that have that plant?" Doug asked, realizing the difficulty of the task.

Doctor Eden shook his head, "I’ve only ever seen that plant in that tribe." It was precisely because of the plant’s rarity that people from King had chased him all over to obtain its growth location.

After the base was destroyed, Doctor Eden spent his time either in the lab or wandering around the world, especially in rarely visited valleys and jungles, searching for unique plants to study their characteristics and medicinal value. If he said it was not to be found elsewhere, then the likelihood of finding that plant anytime soon was almost zero.

"I’ll go find it, draw the terrain map you remember, and detail the plant’s characteristics," Fu Hengyi said gravely. Having finally seen hope, how could he give up? He was willing to turn over the entire primordial forest to find that plant.

Doctor Eden gestured, "I must go personally. That plant looks very similar to another plant. If you don’t examine it carefully, it is very easy to mix them up. If you were to make a mistake, then there truly would be no hope left." Although surely, there must be something else in the world that could counteract the virus inside Shen Qinglan and Ya Xi, what that thing was, no one knew, and research would need time.

"Then, I’ll go with you," said Fu Hengyi.

Before Eden could respond, Su Qing’s voice suddenly rang out, "Let me go instead, Eden, I’ll go with you." She looked at Fu Hengyi, "Qinglan needs you by her side more right now, let me go. I’m more familiar with that kind of environment."

Fu Hengyi stared at Su Qing, then suddenly bowed, "Then I’ll leave it in your hands."

Su Qing took a step back, "You don’t need to do this, I’m not rushing you."

Since the decision to leave had been made, there was no need to delay. Eden and Su Qing quickly packed some necessary items and were taken to the airport by Fu Hengyi, "My phone will be on 24 hours a day, be sure to contact me immediately if something happens."

"Okay, we both have tracking devices on us, Enxi can monitor our whereabouts, don’t worry. I’ve also given Qinglan the latest inhibitor, which can last for about seven days. At the latest, I’ll return in seven days, whether or not there’s any result. The experts will keep researching too, if there’s any new progress, make sure to contact me immediately."

"Alright, have a safe trip, and thank you for everything you’ve done for Qinglan."

Fu Hengyi watched as the two boarded the plane before he returned to the hospital.

Due to the stronger inhibitors, Shen Qinglan’s condition had improved compared to the previous days, but her complexion was still not good.

When Fu Hengyi returned to the hospital, Shen Junyu was in the sickroom, accompanying Shen Qinglan. Shen Qinglan was in a deep sleep while Shen Junyu sat by the bedside, quietly watching her. It wasn’t until Fu Hengyi returned that Shen Junyu motioned for him to step outside.

The two stood at the end of the corridor, and Shen Junyu pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, offering one to Fu Hengyi. Fu Hengyi didn’t take it, so Shen Junyu placed it in his own mouth, lit it, and took a deep drag before he slowly spoke, "I have never felt so powerless before, watching Lanlan become weaker day by day and not being able to do anything. I’ve even thought, if possible, I would rather take her place in suffering, Hengyi, do you understand how I feel?"

Fu Hengyi understood. He felt this even more strongly than Shen Junyu. He leaned against the wall, staring out the window, his expression deep, remaining silent.

Shen Junyu took another deep drag. He hardly smoked, carrying cigarettes more for social purposes, but now, it seemed that only nicotine could soothe his current mood.

"Why is life so unfair? Why does all the misfortune fall on Lanlan? She should have been the pride of heaven, the daughter of wealth, yet she lives a life of instability, enduring suffering she shouldn’t bear. Just when we finally see some hope, she gets diagnosed with such a disease, Hengyi, why can’t fate be a little kinder to Lanlan?"

"Jun Yu, Qinglan will get better."

"Lanlan will surely get better," Shen Junyu said without hesitation.

**

Shen Family.

Chu Yunrong walked out of Old Sir Shen’s room, holding a tray. Seeing the almost untouched food, Wen Xiyao frowned, "Mom, Grandfather still doesn’t want to eat?"

Chu Yunrong’s face was full of distress, "No, his appetite gets worse day by day. Today he only had two spoonfuls of porridge before he was full."

"It’s because Grandfather is worried about Qinglan."

Tears welled up in Chu Yunrong’s eyes. She had secretly gone to see Shen Qinglan the day before. She didn’t enter, just stood at the door of the hospital room to have a glance from afar. Seeing her current state, Chu Yunrong couldn’t stand any longer; she sat on the floor, covering her mouth, crying. Old Sir Shen hadn’t seen Shen Qinglan’s current appearance, if he had, he might have been overwhelmed by it.

Wen Xiyao took the tray from Chu Yunrong’s hands and softly comforted her, "Mom, don’t be like this. Didn’t Jun Yu say that he has already found a treatment? Doctor Eden has gone to get the medicine. I believe Qinglan will recover soon. If Grandpa sees you like this, his illness will only get worse."

Chu Yunrong wiped her eyes with her hand, "I’m fine. How’s Anan?"

"Anan went to take a nap after eating lunch."

Chu Yunrong sighed, "Xiyao, you’ve been working hard these days." Because Old Sir Shen and Old Sir Fu were both not in good health, Chu Yunrong ran back and forth between the Shen and Fu families and didn’t have the energy to look after Anan. Anan was almost entirely taken care of by Wen Xiyao.

"Mom, please don’t say that. Even if we set aside Jun Yu’s relation, Qinglan and I are good friends. I couldn’t possibly ignore her situation. Besides, Anan is obedient and easy to care for."

Chu Yunrong knew well that Wen Xiyao had been taking care of Anan after work hours and then worked in the study until two or three in the morning before going to bed.

Most of the care at Old Sir Fu’s place was handled by Fu Jingtong, who naturally couldn’t spend much energy on the children either.

"Ah, I have taken all your kindness to heart."

"Mom, you’ve been working hard taking care of Grandpa too. Now that you have some time, go rest for a bit. I just spoke with Jun Yu on the phone, and Qinglan’s condition has stabilized. Once Doctor Eden brings back the medicine, she’ll be cured. You can relax a bit."

"Mom understands. You should also rest. Don’t stay up too late at night; take care of your health."

"I know, Mom."

Chu Yunrong went into her room intending to sleep but just couldn’t fall asleep. After finally dozing off for a while, she was woken up by noises from outside; it turned out Anan had woken up because she thought her mom was crying.

Chu Yunrong didn’t have time to think about the dream she just had and hurried out to soothe the child, only to find Wen Xiyao was already comforting him. Anan gradually calmed down and, seeing Chu Yunrong, toddled over, tugging at her pants leg, "Grandma, I want Mommy."

Chu Yunrong crouched down, "Anan, be good, Mommy is on a business trip and will be back in a few days. How about you play with your auntie for now?"

Anan shook her head vigorously, wanting only her mother and looking like he was going to cry again when Haohao arrived. Seeing her brother made Anan feel a bit less sad, and she followed Haohao to the toy room.

"Yining, why are you here today?" Chu Yunrong asked, her eyes and expression a bit weary.

"I just came from the hospital. Qinglan didn’t want to see us, so I came to check on you. Great-aunt, how are you?"

Chu Yunrong shook her head, "I’m fine. It’s Qinglan who is having a hard time. Just now Anan was crying and looking for her mommy."

"Great-aunt, why don’t you let me take Anan back with me for a few days? With Haohao at home, Anan will have a playmate and won’t cry like this." This was also her main purpose for coming today.

"But Anan may not be willing to go with you." Every night before sleep, Anan still cried for Shen Qinglan, and it was only Fu Hengyi calling home to comfort Anan that would allow her to fall asleep.

"Let Haohao talk to him later; kids communicate well with other kids," said Pei Yinong. She was surprised by Shen Qinglan’s situation too; the last time she saw Shen Qinglan was half a month after her hospitalization, after which Shen Qinglan refused to see her again.

When Pei Yinong left, Anan was led by Haohao to leave the Shen Family’s home. Pei Yinong had taken a few days off so she could stay home with the two children; there wasn’t much she could do for Shen Qinglan, only what she was able to.

The next morning, Chu Yunrong went out early to climb the mountain to pray at the temple, hoping the Buddha would bless Shen Qinglan’s swift recovery. Wen Xiyao, not at ease, took half a day off to accompany Chu Yunrong.

Wen Xiyao was a thorough atheist. While Chu Yunrong was praying, she casually looked around the temple, which was the largest in Beijing and always bustling with activity, not just on the first or fifteenth days of the month.

Wen Xiyao stared absentmindedly at the silhouette of a monk sweeping the floor, puzzled, the figure seeming familiar, as if seen before. She walked over to see more clearly, but then heard Chu Yunrong’s voice behind her.

Wen Xiyao walked up to Chu Yunrong’s side, "Mom, is it over?"

Chu Yunrong nodded, "Yes, it’s finished, let’s go back."

"Okay," Wen Xiyao replied, glanced back one more time, but didn’t see the monk anymore and shook her head; perhaps she was mistaken.

**

In the Primordial Forest, it had been the second day for Doctor Eden and Su Qing. They had reached deep into the forest.

"Eden, are you sure this is the right direction?" asked Su Qing, tossing a dead snake’s body far away.

Eden nodded, "When I originally escaped, I went in this direction."

"This direction’s vegetation is very dense; we can’t be sure there aren’t any small poisonous insects around. Do we have enough medicine?"

"We have enough," Eden replied, taking out a spray from his backpack, "Spray this on, most poisonous insects don’t like its smell and will keep away from you."

Su Qing took the spray and examined it; the bottle had no markings or text, making it unclear what it was. Seeing this, Eden added, "I formulated it myself." He often ventured into these places; if he wasn’t prepared, he would have died in the forest long ago.

"Eden, didn’t you discover last time an antidote to the virus in Qin Yan’s body? Since the virus in Qinglan’s body originated from Qin Yan, why has it taken so long this time?" Su Qing was puzzled by this.

"The virus in Qinglan’s body did come from Qin Yan, but it mutated, essentially an upgraded version of that virus. I tried the antidote I developed before, but it only suppresses this virus, not eliminates it." This was the reason the research took so long; previous studies had misled Eden’s judgment, leading to research errors, otherwise he might have found a way to overcome the virus days earlier.

Su Qing didn’t understand medical matters deeply, but Eden explained simply, making it somewhat clear to her, "How did you first enter that Primitive Tribe?"

"I accidentally fell into one of their traps and was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was in their village," Eden explained. "The place where they detained me had a plant growing there; it bloomed beautifully and emitted a faint fragrance which caused hallucinations. I took some of that plant with me when I escaped from there." It was a stroke of luck.

"Are the tribe’s people very strong fighters?" asked Su Qing, recalling Eden mentioning he nearly died there. If Eden had suffered a loss, it indicated that the tribe’s people had significant combat abilities.

"Not just strong, very strong," Eden admonished. "Although they don’t have modern weapons, they are physically robust, immensely strong, and skilled in hand-to-hand combat. If they find you, never engage in close combat." Eden cautioned Su Qing, worrying she might carelessly get caught.

"That plant grows around that primitive tribe, and we don’t need to go deep into the tribe; just collect some plants from the edge," Eden had no intention of fighting with these savages and simply wanted to take what was needed without alerting them.

Su Qing nodded, "Understood. Can you estimate how far away we are from that tribe now?"

Eden looked around, "About a day’s time." Originally, it had taken him two days and nights to escape that territory, and since they were careful not to go in the wrong direction this time, they weren’t running, which considerably slowed their pace.

Su Qing frowned, "We won’t have enough time then. Let’s speed up. Can your body handle it?"

Eden nodded, "Let’s go."

Watching Eden move swiftly to the front, Su Qing shook her head with a smile, realizing her oversight. After all, Eden was once the 19th-ranked assassin. If he couldn’t handle this much, he would have already died back at the base.

Half a day later as night fell and a faint fog began to envelop the Primordial Forest, Su Qing and Eden stopped, "Wait, don’t go yet," Eden said.

He handed Su Qing a mask, "This seems like miasma. You should put on the mask. I feel somewhat familiar with this place."

Su Qing took it, "Have we arrived?"

"I’m not sure. I fled in such a hurry previously that I didn’t pay attention to the surroundings," Eden said, regretting that he hadn’t been more observant; perhaps they could have already taken the medicine and left.

"Let’s not rush, calm down and think carefully," Su Qing said in a low voice.

Eden held a flashlight, illuminating their surroundings, but it was difficult to identify the direction now that it was night.

"Eden, there’s no need to figure it out anymore. We’ve been discovered," Su Qing suddenly said, her expression grave.

Suddenly, torchlight flared around them, and unbeknownst to them, a large group of savages had surrounded them, clad in animal skin clothes with feathers or green leaves on their heads, wielding bows and arrows, now aimed at them with tips glistening poisonously green.

"Eden, I have an idea. Since we’ve been discovered, let’s not resist and follow them to their lair. That way, we can find the plant and then look for a chance to escape," Su Qing whispered just loud enough for Eden to hear.

Although risky, this method was the quickest and coincidentally aligned with Eden’s thoughts. Plus, with so many arrows pointed at them, resisting now and getting hit would be a real problem.

A person looking like the savage chief stepped forward, his face fierce, gesturing with his hands that Eden and Su Qing should not resist, or they would take action.

Neither Eden nor Su Qing had intended to resist. Eden tried to appear as non-threatening as possible and placed his hands on his head; Su Qing followed suit.

Seeing that the two were not resisting, the hostility of the savage chief diminished slightly, though he did not completely lower his guard, with the arrows still aimed at them.

The savage chief gestured ahead. Su Qing and Eden exchanged glances and walked forward, with Eden following behind, "Eden, have you been this way before?" Along the way, Su Qing observed the surroundings while whispering to Eden.

Eden barely shook his head, explaining that the direction they had escaped from initially was not the same as this one. The natives had taken them on a different path and the surroundings were unfamiliar to him.

Suddenly, something struck Su Qing’s shoulder, and a native yelled at her, his expression fierce, probably signaling her to keep silent. Su Qing’s gaze turned cold, and she lowered her head, remaining mute.

After walking for about half an hour, they entered a place that resembled a tribal village. The houses were crudely built, stationed against trees, with a large open space in front where a bonfire blazed. Several natives were dancing around the fire, but they stopped and stared as the group approached, their eyes gleaming, looking intently as if viewing... Food?

Su Qing was shocked by the thought that popped into her head. Had they stumbled into the legendary lair of a cannibal tribe?

Su Qing and Eden slowed their pace; it seemed they had indeed reached their den. Just as they stopped, both felt sharp objects pressed against their backs. It was clear these were arrows tipped with poison.

Considering the natives outnumbered them by dozens, it was not a good time to resist, so Eden and Su Qing continued walking.

They were locked in a cave secured with an iron gate, guarded by two robust men. The cave was a bit secluded from the clearing they had passed earlier.

Surveying her surroundings, Su Qing realized that the cave had only one exit and gave up any hope of escape, turning to Eden, "Have you been to this place before?"

Eden shook his head, "No, the tribe I encountered years ago lived in treehouses, not houses. Their clothing looks similar but they are not the same people." He had hoped they would find the same group of natives and gain access to that particular plant, but it was not to be.

Su Qing’s heart sank, realizing they were in the wrong place. Her expression gradually grew stern, "Then we need to leave here as soon as possible. We can’t afford any delays."

Eden nodded, glanced at the two strong men guarding the gate. The gate was made of rough wood, which wouldn’t be difficult to break through. The challenge was the two ’gate gods’ guarding it.

"Are you confident you can handle one on your own?" Su Qing asked. She was sure she could take down one, but if Eden couldn’t keep up, it could alert other natives. Though they had firearms, they only carried small hand-held guns, not destructive weapons like bombs. They were, after all, on enemy turf, and a few bullets might not be enough to overpower so many.

Close combat was out of the question for Eden, having previously experienced the natives’ fierceness, but he had other methods. He pulled out a syringe from his bag, filled with a clear liquid.

"What’s that?" Su Qing inquired.

"Just a sleeping potion, a concentrated version. A little goes a long way; it can knock them out for a whole day and it works fast. I need you to lure them over, can you manage that?"

Su Qing nodded, "Piece of cake. Watch this." She bent down, picked up two small stones from the ground, weighing them in her hand, then threw one with precision, hitting the closer native on the head. As the native turned around and saw Su Qing ready to throw another stone, he became enraged. Brandishing a spear-like weapon, he attempted to strike Su Qing, but the wooden gate halted his assault.

Looking disdainfully at him, Su Qing threw another stone, hitting his chest. The native couldn’t stand the blatant provocation and flung open the gate, intending to teach Su Qing a lesson. As he approached, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, where a syringe stuck out. Eden quickly pushed the contents into his body—all in less than three seconds.

The native glanced at his arm and then at Eden, scoffing as though mocking their lack of combat prowess, not a scratch on him.

However, before he could move, his eyes closed, and his large body fell to the ground with a thud, the noise alerting the other native. That one rushed over, mouth open to shout for his comrades, but just then, Su Qing lunged forward, landing a roundhouse kick on the native’s face, thwarting his call for help.

"Quick!" Su Qing yelled to Eden behind her, then turned to continue her assault on the native. As she held him off, Eden stepped forward, injecting another dose of the liquid into the native.

Watching the two natives collapse to the ground, Su Qing exchanged a glance with Eden and darted in a direction. They had surveyed the terrain when brought in; the path they had come through was densely populated by natives, so they had no choice but to head in another direction.

Heaven still favored them, for the random path they chose turned out to be the correct one, although the fog around them was getting thicker.

"Eden, are we going in the right direction? Why do I feel the fog is getting thicker?" Su Qing quickly spoke up. It was night, but the moonlight enabled them to discern their surroundings.

"Let’s not worry about it for now. Let’s get out first. If they discover us, we won’t be able to leave," Eden said.

Su Qing thought about it, then hastened her pace again.

"Wait," Eden suddenly called out.

Su Qing stopped, "What’s wrong?"

Eden’s nose twitched, "I smell something familiar, like the scent of some plant’s flowers."

Su Qing was overjoyed, "Really?"

"It must be right," Eden said as he took a small item from his bag, "That flower scent can cause hallucinations if smelled too much. Apply this under your nose first; it refreshes the mind."

Su Qing took it, not even looking, she smeared it under her nose. The pungent smell immediately made her cough, "What is this? It smells awful!"

"I told you, it’s to refresh the mind," Eden said, sniffing, trying to determine the direction of the floral scent, "This way."

Seeing he didn’t apply the ointment, Su Qing remarked, "Aren’t you using it? What if you start hallucinating?"

"I can handle it," Eden replied casually without elaborating. The scent was faint, and without his keen sense of smell, he might have missed it. Following the scent, they arrived at a small lake.

Calling it a lake was a bit of an overstatement; it looked more like a pond, no more than fifty square meters. Moonlight shone on the water, revealing dense vegetation around the pond. Eden pointed in a direction, "Over there."

Su Qing looked where he was pointing and saw the mid-height plants enveloped in the faint fragrant air, quite pleasant to smell. Moving closer, aided by the moonlight, they could see the tops of the plants adorned with small flowers, the source of the fragrance.

"How should we harvest it? Do we take the whole plant or just the flowers?"

"I need the whole plant, including the roots, hold on," as Eden spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his backpack, "Dig the plant out and put it in this bag."

Su Qing had already started digging, somehow procuring a stick, one end of which she had sharpened with her military knife to use as a makeshift shovel.

Meanwhile, Eden took out another bag and began picking the buds of the plants. After half-filling the bag, he helped Su Qing place her dug-up plants into the bag and then stuffed it into his backpack.

"That’s enough. We should get going," Eden said. The small pond was very close to the primitive village they had escaped from, and it would be easy to alert them.

Su Qing nodded, and just as they were about to leave, they suddenly heard a dog barking. The two of them inwardly cursed; they had been discovered.

As expected, torches soon lit up in the village.

"Run," Su Qing determined the direction and pulled Eden along.

She was remarkably fast, like a sprite living in the jungle. Eden had to push himself to the limit to barely keep up with Su Qing’s pace. But as fast as they were, the savages behind them were faster. The distance between them steadily decreased. Su Qing shoved Eden aside, "Hide. I’ll draw them away, then when you see the chance, run."

"No, it’s too dangerous. If they catch up to you, you’re done for." These savages in the village weren’t like the ones he had encountered years ago—these were cannibals.

In the cave where they were previously confined, there was a pile of bones, which at first glance, appeared to be animal bones, but were actually human. Eden had examined them closely; the markings didn’t seem like from natural deaths but rather looked like leftovers from a beast’s feast.

Perhaps those were people who had unwittingly ventured deep into the Primordial Forest and were discovered by this tribe, eaten, and then their bones were discarded in that cave, accumulating over the years into a pile.

Such a tribe would surely devour him and Su Qing immediately if they were caught again. In such circumstances, how could he let Su Qing draw them away?

"No time left. These medicines are crucial for Qinglan; you must ensure their safe return," Su Qing insisted, turning to walk in the opposite direction but Eden grabbed her, "Wait, I have another idea."

Eden looked around and pulled Su Qing towards the left where the fog was thicker, providing good cover.

Su Qing handed a loaded handgun to Eden, "Take this, if it comes down to it, we’ll fight them off." People, including savages, all have a fear instinct. If they really got caught up, they would start firing, and the savages, unfamiliar with handguns, would surely be startled at first sight.

Holding the handgun, they continued deeper into the fog. Soon, arrows whooshed through the air. Su Qing and Eden leaped about, dodging the arrows laced with an unknown substance—getting hit would likely leave them dead on the spot.

The arrows became more numerous, and Eden dodged one, cursing under his breath, "Where did these savages get so many arrows from—they seem inexhaustible?"

"Watch out," Su Qing grabbed Eden as an arrow whisked past his nose. Had he not moved, it would have hit him.

Shaken, Eden thanked Su Qing then pulled out the handgun and fired several shots into the jungle behind them. The sound startled birds hiding in the trees.

The arrows stopped momentarily, and seizing the chance, Eden and Su Qing turned and ran, quickly disappearing. By the time the savages came to their senses, the two were nowhere in sight.

Panting heavily, hands on knees, Eden gasped for air after the perilous escape, "Su Qing, are we safe now?"

There was no sound behind them; it seemed they had shaken off their pursuers, but it was unclear whether they had run deeper into or towards the edge of the jungle.

Su Qing didn’t respond, which alarmed Eden. As he looked up, what he saw confirmed his worries.

In the darkness, numerous green dots lit up—a wolf pack had surrounded them. The green dots were the eyes of wolves.