"This is the situation in the first photo, in the second photo, the Quan Yun Apartments turned into a decrepit house that was very simple, surely leaking when it rained, but at least this dilapidated house could shelter people." Hua Jian took a deep breath.
"How did it grow up? And why was it born in this world?" Liuli asked.
Hua Jian shook his head, "I don't know, it's as if it appeared out of thin air. Maybe, we can find the answer there." Hua Jian pointed with his right hand towards the house in the distance that they could never get close to.
After glancing at the house, Liuli kept her gaze on Hua Jian, "It feels... so unreal..."
Hua Jian was well aware of this, "Actually, we can judge based on our own situation. If I'm not wrong, it probably relies on the residents."
"But a small house made of sand can't shelter anyone," Liuli hastily added.
