"I said... is anyone there?"
Wang Chengbo was guided into the hazy fog. He didn't know when, but as he walked, the two marshmallows disappeared. In their place, the surrounding scenery changed drastically...
Although there was a thick fog here, the scenery was completely different. First of all, the ground under his feet didn't feel as stable as before. Instead, it felt like he was stepping on a soft blanket, moreover, the color that occasionally appeared was not as charming as the scenery on the island before. Instead, it was a dark and illusory color. This atmosphere made him feel as if he had come to a bad place.
Very quickly, he discovered that the sound was transmitted extremely strangely here. It felt as if he had been adjusted to a stone in a bottle. Ding Dong, that feeling was extremely strange. Your Voice would ring here and there like an echo. It reached there with a tinkling sound, and he thought about it again... ...
