Chapter 8: Adventure [2]
Evening had settled gently across the forest, bathing the trees in golden hues and casting shimmering reflections over the nearby stream. The earlier excitement was still buzzing in Yu Xuan’s bones — and now, a new spark had lit up behind his eyes.
"...Let’s build a raft," he declared.
Yu Lingluo raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Because it’s what heroes do in the second act of an adventure. Also, I want to float."
"You just want to lie down and let the current do all the work."
"Yes. And I want to do it with style."
And so began the construction of history’s most chaotic raft.
Yu Xuan quickly got to work gathering fallen branches — not too brittle, not too mossy.
He dragged them into a clearing by the stream and began laying them out in an organized shape, muttering to himself like a visionary architect.
"Four long ones for the base... two for support... one for artistic flair."
Meanwhile, he assigned Yu Lingluo to collect vines for tying it all together.