It's chaos, chaos with no end in sight.
Xiao Chengyu felt like a broken ship, floating back and forth in a black hole, and his consciousness disappeared for a while.
There was a buzzing in his ears, as if many mosquitoes were having a carnival together, and the noise made his head hurt terribly.
"Hiss..."
It took a lot of effort for him to open his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the familiar special forces dormitory, but an antique room.
There are carved wooden beds, yellow gauze curtains, and a faint scent of sandalwood floating in the air.
"I'll go, what kind of place is this?"
He sat up suddenly and felt that all the bones in his body were at odds with him.
