At the same time, on the same night.
A distance away from Chen Wen's valley.
A figure is struggling to push a bicycle forward.
The figure's steps are somewhat unstable, and his left foot appears to be injured, limping and unable to exert force.
"Sigh, what bad luck!"
The figure couldn't help but say.
Seeing the sky completely darken, he dared not continue forward.
The figure laid the bicycle down and began to set up a tent.
Once the tent was set up, he tiredly lay inside and checked his injuries.
Shortly after, he sighed again: "Damn bad luck! Walking along, who would've thought I'd fall into a ditch, damn it!"
This whole journey has been unlucky; hopefully, things will turn around soon!
The figure thought, shaking his head.
...
The next day arrived.
After Chen Wen got up, he sat down at the entrance of the cave.
After waiting for a while, the Golden Eagle woke up.
Chen Wen divided the pika into strips of meat, allowing the Golden Eagle to feast.
