Oh my gosh! We just followed the tour guide into the cave without paying, but God didn't have to punish us like this: first we got lost, and then we were attacked by the rat army. Fortunately, at the critical moment when we ran out of food and ammunition, God still showed his philanthropic nature. But... My body is so hot. What's going on? Why has my body become smaller? Please, it's not Conan. Hey, the aunts and uncles here are dressed so strangely, no, they are so lucky that they have traveled through time and space. Although I can be said to be a successful person in this world with my clever mind and the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom inside, I still want to go home. Is it really okay? Can I really go home? But... Why am I a little reluctant to let go.
It's a huge pit that lasts for thousands of years, enter with caution, hehe...