A sharp pain darted straight to the top of her head, the burning sensation jolting Zhu Yu into sudden awareness. Accompanied by a salty metallic taste spreading in her throat, she abruptly opened her eyes, finding herself lying on barren land, surrounded by bushes.
She struggled to sit up, glanced around, finding it just dawned, the air carried a slight chill.
Luckily, it hadn't rained before this, so the grass was relatively dry; besides being somewhat damp, there was no other issue with her.
She climbed up from the ground, brushed off the dirt and leaves sticking to her, and quickly checked herself. She was entirely intact, with no injuries or problems, and her clothes remained unscathed.
After confirming these, Zhu Yu breathed a complete sigh of relief.
In a nightmare, being able to recognize that everything is just a dream and not real is certainly good, but most importantly, it is to struggle free from the nightmare.
Now she had finally done it.
