Start with a Natural Disaster. I Had a Villa in the 1960S.

"Micro natural disasters" Natural disasters are coming soon. Other people's golden fingers are either a static space as big as a basketball court, or a small world where planting and breeding can be done, and there are spiritual springs. How come my place has become a door, leading to a small wooden door from the 1960s? Come on, come on, come on! Stock up, stock up, stock up How can we survive without having millions and millions of property?