The middle-aged man gave his affirmation. After all, their hometowns were all in this land; having truly left them behind, they now had no idea where else to go. Returning to the Old World now was out of the question—that place was simply too dangerous.
Among those present, whether they were with the wagons or traveling on foot, a general conjecture had gradually taken shape: this turtle was heading toward a very specific destination and was not merely wandering aimlessly. Where, then, was this creature bound?
Essentially, this turtle had to be a special spirit beast, an auspicious omen of some kind. Perhaps by following such an auspicious creature, they might even find relief from their own hardships. Consequently, the vast majority of the people began to move along with the island. Each day, they managed to keep pace with the mountain’s journey, imagining that whenever it finally came to a rest, the surroundings would surely be a place of lush hills and clear waters—a true paradise on earth.
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