The safe was huge. When Jiang Che hauled it out, he used his power over the earth to completely clean off all the mud caked on top.
It had rained these past two days, and the safe still carried a fresh, earthy scent.
Xiong Jie went to tidy up the room, sweeping all the shards of broken glass into a pile and dumping them out at the entrance to the Dark Forest.
The moment the glass fragments landed on that black, fertile soil, they were instantly swallowed by the earth.
"This forest really does eat everything." He remembered the city he'd seen before, where rebar and concrete had been messily pierced by trunks and twisting branches; the city looked desolate and empty, the tables, chairs, even the streetlights all disappeared — except for the gigantic high-rises, which the forest couldn't fully consume.
Everything was vanishing, making way for the forest's advance.
The others only glanced at the doorway in mild surprise, then looked away again.
