The bottom plane was a rare sunny day in the Yong Ying forest.
In a small village in the North of senli, the villagers dressed in rather primitive clothes were busy with something.
Their expressions were jubilant, completely different from when they had been shrouded in despair a few months ago.
The children ran past the fire, basket after basket of wild fruits in their hands, chattering about the day's activities.
The entire village seemed to be in a mess, but it was filled with an indescribable vitality.
it's all because of God's descent.
"The village has changed, and so have the people in the village."
but they don't understand anything. They can't help God ...
The young girl, Liona, walked along the edge of the village at a moderate pace, taking in the scenery of the village.
