After bidding farewell to the bride, the rainy season came to an end, and our mood brightened along with the shining sun. The final destination of our trip was the legendary Dream Forest, considered a sacred place by countless people.

The translation isn't accurate, Gray said the full name of that area should be called "the place favored by the God of Light". I'm not particularly interested in the religious culture of the God of Light, but the Kingdom of Inslay's blue flag with a star representing the God of Light on it. And the Dream Forest we came to is said to be the place where the God of Light manifested.

The reason why the Dream Forest is called "dream-like" is because this forest is different from the forests in the rest of the southern plains. After traveling for so long, from the broad-leaved forest at our doorstep to the rainforest of the Mud Girl, and the spruce forest on the side of the Werewolf tribe, they all contained plants that exist within my understanding. But the Dream Forest is different.

To what extent is the Dream Forest bizarre? Let me put it this way, if we could open a portal and invite all the botanists on Earth to come, it would take them three days and nights to study it.

Succulent branches, curled trunks, thick and jagged grass, flowers with wicked shapes. These plants also encompassed all colors distinguishable by the naked eye, and sunlight always reflected rainbow patterns on the surface of these plants. My wife and I were astonished when we entered this stunning forest. Perhaps this is truly a sacred place where the God of Light manifests.

"Husband, it's so beautiful here."

"Yes, it's beautiful to the point where I feel... everything is fake."

"Haha, really? Look at this leaf~"

My wife plucked a slender crimson leaf and tickled my ear, making me itchy.

"Hehehe, dear, stop it."

"Husband... how far have we traveled?"

"We've come a long way."

How far have we really come? It should be about 100 kilometers. But I feel like my wife's question that day wasn't really asking about the distance we traveled, but rather about the hardships and joys we've experienced in the past year.

This final destination is probably the gift that heaven has given us.

Leading the horse, we found a straight and tall tree and rested in the shade. Lighting a cigarette at this moment would ruin the scenery. If I remember correctly, carving a small umbrella with a heart-shaped pattern on the trunk, and writing the names of two people beneath it, is called a "Love Umbrella," which often appears in animations.

I straightened my neck and looked at the trunk behind me, giving up on this little trick. The thing I hate the most is drawing and scribbling, even in this deserted forest.

"Wife, I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead."

"If one day, I died, what would you do?"

"Why are you suddenly saying something like this?"

"Because, I always feel like our journey is coming to an end."

"Husband."

"It wouldn't be bad to die in such a beautiful place."

"Husband, stop talking about it."

My wife's small hand was freezing cold as she forcefully covered my mouth.

"Don't mention the word 'death' anymore..."

I nodded, letting her rest her head on my chest. If possible, I wish I could become a forever warm furnace. Never dying, never aging, and always quietly staying by her side.

"Wife, do you think we can travel the whole world while we're alive?"

"Yes, we can."

"What if I grow old and can't walk anymore?"

"Don't we still have the horse?"

"The horse will also grow old, what should we do then?"

"Then, I'll carry you."

"What if you also grow old, what should we do then?"

"Well... we'll just find two people to carry us."

"Silly wife."

I wonder how many more days of indulgence I can offer her. Gradually, I realized that I began to use my knuckles to gently graze her cheek, something I had never done with any other woman.

"How long do you want to lie down for?"

"I'm not lying down, I'm listening~"

"Listening to what?"

"Here, thump thump, it sounds so nice."

My wife pointed to the left side of my chest, where my heart was. A little above that was the shoulder she had bitten before.

Indeed, the Dream Forest is a nationally scenic area that can immerse people in it. Such a pristine natural environment is something us city dwellers, who constantly move through concrete jungles, cannot experience. Feather is an extraordinary canid horse, she hasn't eaten for two days, yet she remains calm and stands quietly on the side. If it were any other canid horse, it would have been restless long ago. The most important thing to remember about canid horses is to avoid keeping them in a state of hunger, otherwise their wild instincts as carnivores will take over and they would even eat humans.

"Let's go find something to eat."

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, let's just eat whatever we come across."

"Do you want to eat this?"

My wife somehow got hold of a big mushroom that looked exactly like the power-up mushroom in Super Mario. But I knew very well that this bright red mushroom with white spots wouldn't make me grow bigger or shoot bullets; it might even kill me.

"Do you really want me to eat this?"

"Yeah, go ahead and eat it."

"Okay then, I'll eat it."

I took the mushroom and stuffed it into my mouth. My wife was startled and quickly knocked the mushroom out of my hand, scolding me for being silly.

"Do you not remember that time when you made me eat a fruit? It was those disgustingly bitter ones..."

"Vitality cards..."

"Yeah. Even though they tasted horrible, you were so happy that day."

My wife fell silent and lowered her head.

"I just love seeing you smile."

After saying those words, my girl had no reason not to smile. Contented, we walked together in the enchanted forest, both of us quiet, only listening to the sound of my footsteps and the rustling of her tail in the grass.

There was a scent of flowers in the air in the Dream Forest, similar to that of lilacs, mixed with a hint of sweetness. During our walk, I noticed a very interesting phenomenon – the trees here grew in a pattern. From the outer part of the forest to the inner part, the height of the trees gradually decreased. It was not easily noticeable, but I still discovered it.

In the very center of this Dream Forest, there must be something, something on the level of a historical site.

With this thought in mind, I grabbed my wife's hand and quickened my pace.

"Honey, where are we going?"

"I don't know, but I have a feeling there's something inside."

We walked through layers of peculiar trees, and the mysterious drama unfolded bit by bit. When the surrounding plants had become waist-high short trees, I vaguely spotted a small artificial hill not far away, with some other things arranged around it. As I drew closer and examined, I saw a circular grayish-blue strange stone with a hole in the middle. A pale purple liquid flowed horizontally through the hole in an extremely unscientific way. It was surrounded by shiny iron chains and stone tablets, which were undoubtedly carved by hand.

Complete anti-gravity, incomprehensible.

There was no sound of rushing water, nor a source or spring. That scene was simply a small water bridge.

"Wife, have you ever seen something like this?"

"I've never seen this before."

"I think the water can be drunk, do you believe me?"

"I don't believe you."

My wife pouted and looked at me. Actually, I didn't really want to drink that purple liquid, and considering that the strange stone water feature was sealed off with iron chains and stone tablets, it was something that ordinary people couldn't touch. I felt a sense of awe in my heart.

But today, I just wanted to take a sip of that water.

After spending so long in this otherworldly realm, I relied on not following the game's settings. Generally, red potions restore stamina, while blue potions restore mana, so purple potions should restore both. In games, they are usually considered advanced consumables. Wasn't the liquid flowing through the circular strange stone purple healing potion?

What's "courting death"? Turning childish ideas into foolish actions, that's "courting death."

I admit, at that moment, there was still a trace of my desire to become a powerful magician. I hoped that this purple liquid was some ancient legendary elixir that could turn non-magical humans into magicians.

Before my wife could react, I stepped over the iron chains and touched the pale purple water with my hand.

"Honey! Don't drink it!"

"Oh, right, wife, why don't you drink it with me?"

"Uhh... I'll drink it with you then."

I watched my wife stubbornly climb over the iron chains, and the two of us examined that strange stone.

"Wife, what do you think this stone looks like?"

"It looks like... the rabbit leg you roasted."

"Haha, only you could think of that."

"Look, that hole is perfectly pierced by a branch.

We laughed and made fun of that unscientific thing. When I touched the purple water earlier, I didn't feel anything unusual; it was just pleasantly warm, lacking the coolness of creek water, more like the warm blood flowing inside a human body.

Holding a pool of water, I swallowed my saliva because the water was surprisingly warm, and my daredevil attitude was almost stopped. But what made me drink the strange liquid without hesitation was that my wife was wiping the corners of her mouth and looking at me with wide eyes.

She drank the colored liquid, whose toxicity was unknown, before me.

It was like saying: "I won't let you take the risk of your life first."

Alternatively, it can be understood as: "If someone has to die, it should be me first."

We actually foolishly drank the liquid with a faint chemical sweet taste. No one knew what we were thinking that day. Later, the people in Night Fall Town couldn't understand why someone who had always been cautious like me would make such a reckless move.

Living in this world, it's suicidal.

I'm afraid of death, but I can't stop the foolishness in my heart. This is my most contradictory trait. I remember when I was in high school in Huan Gu District, I skipped class on Christmas, and we were all bored, walking on Beixing Street. One of my friends said it would be interesting to throw a small steel whip into the ventilation tunnel of the underground shopping street. But nobody dared to do it, everyone thought it was a joke. I don't know where I got the courage, so I took the small whip and threw it into the tunnel. At that time, my classmates were all stunned. After the firecracker went off, it took four or five seconds for everyone to remember to run away.

I stayed in place and sincerely accepted the education and fine from the underground street security. Later, the evaluation of me among my brothers became: Lao Chen is quite interesting, and his brain is quite tricky, but he occasionally acts crazy.

But now, there is a woman who even wants to protect me with her life.

"Ah, wife, this water is poisonous!"

I pretended to be poisoned, holding my stomach and staggering a few steps before supporting my wife's shoulder.

"Husband... we won't live long!"

My wife also got into character, panting, holding back laughter, grabbing my collar, and looking like the toxins had penetrated our bone marrow and we would soon collapse to the ground.

"Sasa!"

"Raul!"

"Wife!"

"Husband!"

In the end, we couldn't hold back our laughter, and we both chuckled and lay down beside the peculiar stone water feature, completely forgetting about finding food, and laughing heartily.

The pale purple transparent liquid was probably not poisonous, but some people are poisonous.