The sky was orange, the sun was about to set, and the heat made it difficult to breathe.
The mountains and hills were filled with farmland. The crops here were blue, and they looked like layers of waves in the sea.
Lu Zhou originally thought that this experience would be the same as last time, where he would be bombarded by bullets. However, he was in a peaceful setting.
But this peacefulness soon disappeared.
The mountains in the distance seemed to have been cut in half by some kind of terrifying force, exposing the rocks underneath.
Obviously, an extremely tragic battle happened here.
"It's magnificent, isn't it?" A Calanian man said to Lu Zhou, "Mr. Long, I heard you're from the Faraway Star."
Lu Zhou nodded and spoke.
"Yes, General Reinhardt."
