Indra seated himself on the ground.
With his eyes closed, he calmed his mind and swiftly began to enter the Meditation State.
Whoosh!
But in the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened wide, the pupils brightly shining, emitting a strange glow.
Indra raised his head.
A hint of contemplation flitted across his dark pupils.
The next moment, he stood up and waved his large hand.
Accompanied by a swath of golden light falling from his arm, a large white stone, flat as a plain and white as a waterfall, strikingly appeared.
"This stone is a bit more comfortable!"
Indra flipped over onto it, hands behind his head, lying on the stone bed, and revealed a content smile.
His eyes gradually closed, and he entered the yogic sleep.
Shachi lightly shook her head.
Her pink lips as delicate as lotus flowers, turned up slightly, revealing a serene smile, as she watched this scene in rapture.
"The Supreme Lord really is a person of nostalgia~"
Sparkling eyes, Shachi sighed.
...
Earth.
