In an inaccessible primeval forest, a child of about three years old was lying on a thick tree stump. His face was painful, and countless transparent silver filaments poured out from his eyebrows like a tide, filling the entire space.
Two boys and one girl were anxiously surrounding the child.
The tall and muscular man said: "This can't continue like this! First fish out a dragon to relieve the pressure on the divine court, and then I'll think of other ways!"
The short, dark man said: "I don't want this body anymore! I'll take the Mother Stone to another world in a few years."
The haggard-looking woman said: "Then I will continue to take care of my son."
In the mysterious space, in front of the majestic golden stone door, a tall and thin man held a giant sword as wide as the door panel, spat into the door, and cursed: "Damn it, no one can get out!"
Since then, the juvenile treatment plan has been fully implemented...
