Nicarton city.
The short-tentacle wand suddenly woke up from his sleep. The first thing he did when he woke up was to feel around his body to prevent himself from losing an arm or a leg.
Fortunately, he still had all four of his limbs, and there was a bandage wrapped around his abdomen. The remaining thing was that he was sweating profusely because of the nightmare yesterday.
“This is crazy.”The short-tentacle wand held his forehead. The details of Yesterday’s nightmare were still clearly visible, and the short-tentacle wand could clearly remember the hair of those monsters.
However, there were still many interesting parts of that nightmare, such as the fact that he could summon his character, crack, to reality.
The short-tentacle wand looked at the blue sky outside. The time should be around nine o’clock in the morning.
