Having finished speaking, he rose and lifted the rucksack, ten times his size, with determination. With a steady gait, he walked resolutely into the passage.,Stepping inside, you find a wide, metallic corridor. The passage has weathered the countless years, rusted and worn. On its walls are arrow markings etched with the sap of unknown plants.,Grasshoppers chirp in the surrounding bushes, birds flit through the branches, and occasionally a beast's roar echoes from the depths of the forest. And who knows how many hunters remain silent, lurking in wait。