The earth was stained with blood, crimson everywhere.
In the entire computer room, a ground covered with mechanical snail corpses exuded an aura of tragic desolation,
Fu Qingjun controlled a silly-haired snail, standing on the land of death.
Before eating a midnight snack, the scene was still extremely harmonious and joyful, but when he returned from the snack, Hongqi had killed everyone in the entire tribe, leaving him quite shocked.
"Oh... so that's it!!"
However, Hongqi showed an even more shocked expression.
With sharp eyes, he slowly raised his head to look at the being who once handed him the data cable scepter, and laughed aloud:
"I should have thought of it earlier, prehistoric humans didn't have this shell!"
"And after the great flood, every human bore a mountain! It is a test for humans after the great flood, making us atone by carrying a mountain endlessly."
"A mysterious whirlpool disc, this is precisely the emblem of Hermes!"
