He is a surveyor from the Planning Institute, and he only believes in instruments and tape measures.
After the demolition of an old house collapsed, I picked up a bronze compass and unexpectedly saw the invisible veins underground in the city.
The white shadows in the haunted shopping mall are not ghosts and gods, but underground passages cut off by steel piles; the charlatans are asking for high prices, and their true colors are revealed in the face of actual measured data.
But he never expected that there were not only veins underground, but also a mysterious family that secretly intercepted the veins.
The moment the compass lights up with blue light, they are already staring at it.
