Although Little Treasure remembered the route, he forgot that the road was not smooth. There were no concrete roads, no asphalt roads, and even the stone roads that should have been there, it was also because of this ancient forest that he could not find these neat stone roads.
This place was filled with a strong ancient atmosphere. They would go to bed after 7 o'clock at night. When the sky turned dark, they would almost go to bed. When the rooster crowed, they would immediately wake up.
In the morning, they would train their soldiers on this high platform. In the afternoon, they would farm and work.
The habits of this place had not changed for thousands of years.
As they passed by the thick platform, Little Treasure took a casual look. In the middle of the platform was a tall pillar. On the pillar was a flag with a strange pattern.
