Since he couldn't find the museum's location, he couldn't feel the museum's spiritual radiation.
Then, wasn't it reasonable to enter the bottle and get close to the disaster Museum?
Lu Xin couldn't understand why han Bing had suddenly stopped moving.
Not only was there no response, but there was also a commotion on the other end of the channel. It seemed like someone had taken over the microphone. Then, an old but calm and rational voice spoke. It was professor Bai, whom Lu Xin had talked to before.
"Shan Bing, what are you planning to do?"
“..”
"My plan is quite simple."
"I just wanted to see if it could keep me in its collection," Lu Xin replied.
Professor Bai was speechless.
It was obvious that he was also a little confused.
In theory ...
He was a little hesitant. After saying half a sentence, his tone became hesitant, and then he said in surprise, ""In theory, this is also a bit of nonsense."
"I'm very strict," Lu Xin retorted.
