After the Light and Dust Have Faded

When he woke up, Aesop found that he had traveled to the continent of Arcadia. Not only was the system late for a long time, but it was promised that the first draw would be free and a high-quality product would be produced, but it actually only drew a popsicle that would not melt? Bite! Congratulations to the host for picking up a shoelace with obsessive-compulsive disorder! [Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing a stone with "tomorrow" written on it! ? ? ? That's okay... Aesop put the popsicle into his mouth, and the coolness spread from the tip of his tongue. Forget it, starting from scratch is not impossible. … This is the Fairy Circle. The crown of the light moss tree shines all year round, and the fragments of the fairy's shed wings float in the air, like snow that never falls to the ground. Thousands of years after the death of the gods, the scattered fragments of the gods' bones have turned into thousands of wonders - breathing forests, houses made of coral bones, and deserts with fragments of time sealed in the sand. But on this day, the tide of law came. Deep in the jungle, something is opening its eyes. From the Fairy Ring to the Eternal Burning Wasteland, from the Sea of ​​Fantasy Song to the Temple of the Blue Tide Bay, Aesop, with a popsicle that never melted in his mouth, experienced a journey worthy of being sung by a bard. And with his adventure, the name of "Aesop", a little character who was once despised by goblins, gradually spread throughout the Arcadia continent! When Aesop finally stood at the top of the World Tree, facing the system's questioning, he rubbed his head in embarrassment: "It turns out that I really got here thanks to the garbage you drew." This is probably - the African chief's counterattack?