When he woke up, Wang Dabao, who was eating hot pot and singing, traveled through time.
The wild land, the ancient trees covering the sky.
Ichthyosaurs danced in the water, pterosaurs and goshawks flew together, and the bison charged at the tyrannosaurus.
"I am a man determined to become a fire mage!"
Wang Dabao stood on the top of the mountain with his arms akimbo and laughed, looking at the tribesmen at the foot of the mountain holding up torches, their eyes shining.
"Go ahead, kids! Burning is art!!!"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
