"Is this really possible?"
It was as if he saw an idiot randomly scribbling on a piece of paper and solving the Riemann hypothesis, shocking Huai Shi for an entire year.
In a daze, he instinctively helped the Skeleton pick up its assorted items it had collected from the car, and then watched as it skillfully leapt onto a rickety cart, using his upper body for balance, and the wheels began to move forward with them.
"This way, this way..."
The Skeleton raised its hand, pushed away a rusty iron plate, revealing a crack and the scene behind it.
It looked like a small library, but now it was filled with all sorts of strange things.
A broken refrigerator had its door removed and served as a display case, filled with various clay figurines. An overturned, shattered Alchemy Furnace had become a tea table, and beakers and alcohol burners were used as teapots. There was even a large storage box, cushioned with thermal insulation, serving as a small bed.
