"Where is this? Am I a human being? Or a god?" Najia gradually woke up while lying on the vast green ground, still in a comatose state. He half-closed his eyes and stared into the distance, only to see dense mountains and rivers, surging clouds and waves. There was smoke and mist all around. At this moment, Najia looked across the river from a distance. The surface of the river was surrounded by mist and dark waves. The small boat in the river was coming through the waves from a distance.
Not far behind Najia, there are all strange and jagged black rocks. The black stone is riddled with holes, like bullets passing through it. When Najia opened his eyes wide and was about to stand up and stride towards the strange black stone area, suddenly, he heard a beautiful and sad melodious flute sound faintly coming from the river. The sound of flute waves splashes everywhere, which is heart-warming.