You Are Asked to Go to the Prehistoric Audition, and You Ask Tongtian to Dance with You?

Lin Fan traveled through time. Travel to the prehistoric times. Jin'ao Island. He has the status of a non-staff disciple, has the halo of the peak of the array, and has a three-inch thick golden shell. Looks like a monk. But the shell is empty inside. There is no cultivation, no foundation, and no soul sedimentation. The three-inch golden light is like a costume on a hanger - it looks like a person from a distance, but when you get closer and touch it, there is no one inside. He is an extra. The corpses in this great drama from ancient times are all performed by a group of corpses. The purpose is to make the background look less empty when the camera sweeps across it. The system gave him a piece of clothing, but not a body. Then he discovered something even more terrifying: there are some "eyes" in this world that can see inside clothes. The old deacon took one look and said, "No one is wearing clothes underneath." The sensory waves of the heaven patrol passed through the outer shell and encountered nothing. Someone saw something wrong in the underlying structure. Lin Fan needs to do two things: First, survive in the prehistoric times. Second, find a way to make what is empty look not empty before someone reaches into it. He has no golden fingers. He only has a melody brought from Hengdian whose origin he cannot remember, and an attention index that is falling every day. When the attention index reaches zero, the clothes are gone. When the clothes are gone, he is nothing.