Pain.
A sharp pain came from the back of his head, as if he wanted to pry his entire head open.
Lin Yue opened his eyes suddenly and coughed so violently that he almost spit out his lungs. The air was filled with a disgusting smell that was so strong that it was a mixture of burnt smell, blood smell, and sweat smell that was unique to hell.
Where is he?
The memory is like torn pieces of paper, chaotic. The last scene was the dazzling white light erupting in the laboratory, and the hot touch of the Ark core prototype in the hand... And then what?
Then there was this hellish scene in front of me.
He was lying in a dilapidated thatched house that was leaking from all sides, with the cold and hard earth beneath him. Several large holes were poked into the thatched roof, and the fire was blazing from the outside, illuminating the room with flickering light and dark, like ghosts dancing.
"Help! Don't kill me! I'm older and younger!"
