บท 122: A Quick Rest      

Xin and his companions ventured into the next room, stepping into a transformed realm that bore little resemblance to the darkened catacomb they had just departed. 

Here, the dank scent of moist earth enveloped them, and lush foliage adorned the space that had once been a root cellar.

Once utilitarian and dim, the chamber was now a thriving ecosystem teeming with life — vines, thick and sinuous, coiled around wooden supports and extended their reach to the very ceiling. 

Despite the eerie juxtaposition of this vibrant botanical world against the dungeon's grim backdrop, the room exuded a surprising vitality.

Amidst the verdant growth, an array of mushrooms sprouted from the damp earth. Some bore the mark of treacherous toxicity, their sinister allure disguised by their captivating beauty. These fungi added an element of danger to the serene landscape.