Jiuchuan

"Do any of you smell anything?" Luo Yuan suddenly asked just before noon, on their second day.

"We don’t think so!" The rest of them shook their heads.

Luo Yuan hesitantly took another sniff, this time the smell was more pungent. It smelt as though something had been charred with rotten eggs. The smell was vaguely familiar to him, as if he had come across it somewhere before.

He soon recalled that it was the smell of a volcano, as the odor was similar to that of a volcano eruption. Luo Yuan however, did not seem to be bothered as the risk of running into an already-erupted volcano and a volcano that was soon to erupt, were two completely different things. If the former happened, the best-case scenario was to run as far as possible. On the other hand, if the latter happened, thick smoke will be emitted continuously and perhaps even a hundred years will pass without so much as a spurt.

As they got closer to the volcano, one by one, the rest started to catch a whiff of the odor.