The home that Zhao Hai mentioned was the space. In his heart, only the space was his home. Even his home on earth couldn't be considered as his home, because there was no Laura and the others there. Only the place where they were could be considered his home.
The little snake-necked turtle was put into Zhao Hai's space. He immediately felt the changes in his surroundings. He opened his eyes and looked around. He immediately saw the fruit forest not far away. He immediately cheered and ran over, eating the fruits on the tree.
However, the way he ate the fruit was a little unique. With one bite, the entire treetop of the fruit tree was gone. The fruit tree had been bitten off by him.
Zhao Hai didn't know what to say when he saw the way the little snake-necked turtle was eating. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and let the little snake-necked turtle do as it pleased. There were plenty of fruits in the interspace anyway, so he didn't have to worry.
