Su Xiaolu wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't.
Grab what? How did she know what she was grabbing? How did she know if she was grabbing what she wanted?
Su Xiaolu hesitated.
It was as if the thing knew what she was thinking. Soon, she felt it even more clearly.
Something brushed in front of her, something heavy, and she knew it was gold.
There were also fresh branches brushing her hair.
Sweet water, the source of life.
Fire that could burn everything to ashes, earth that nurtured everything, ice, lightning, and all sorts of other things brushed past her. They were all sending a message: Just grab it.
Now she knew what they were. Should she grab it or not?
How did Big Brother and the rest feel now? Did they feel the same as her?
Su Xiaolu was not in a hurry. Her mind became more and more empty. Gradually, she felt it more clearly.
