The hourglass began to reverse, and traces of light seeped down. More and more light covered his blurred vision like a waterfall, eroded it away, and deprived him of everything; but the extremely cold system sound was a complicated hum——
"The server cannot be detected..." "The cabin signal cannot be received..." "The main system is about to be damaged and is being automatically recovered..." "Beep--!!" "Beep--Beep..."
The truth is not far away, perhaps tens of thousands of light years away. The thorns scratched your knees and pierced your weak neck. The karma fire burned your golden hair, but you are the savior. You will not carry everything on your back and walk through it——
Okay; let's hit the road and see if there's anything else, all this rot, that I can escape from...