In the midst of the desert, a caravan was slowly advancing against a storm.
Each member of the group carried large and small parcels, heading towards the distant and seemingly endless east.
At that moment, a child from the tribe, with a face full of complaints, spoke up: "Does this mean I'll never again get to eat the juicy base of a cactus or the hopping mice in the desert?"
"I don't think relocating to the outside world is such a good thing."
"Come here, chubby, try this beef jerky. This is something only the outside world can make."
Henry picked a stick of beef jerky from his snacks and handed it to the chubby child.
The chubby child hesitated, looked up at his parents, and after receiving their nod of approval, he tore open the packet and sniffed the faint aroma of beef.
The thick beef paired with seasonings looked very tempting.
The chubby child involuntarily swallowed his saliva and bit into the beef jerky.
