Aren't People in the City Cultivating Immortality?

"Where is your home?" Facing this big brother whose image is so close to what her mother calls a tramp, the girl asked playfully. "In another dimension... In a ravine far away, you wouldn't understand even if I told you." Jiang Ge was very frank when facing the girl in front of him. "Then, then why do you come here..." The girl's eyes were bright, looking forward to his answer. "The water there is shallow and there are many tortoises, and humanoid towers are everywhere." "The main reason is that I can't roll it, but I'm wet." Jiang Ge looked at the clouds in the distance on the horizon and took the last puff of the cigarette butt he picked up. He looked like a philosopher at the moment. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.