Dr. Ebert felt as if he was caught in a violent cosmic storm, and countless bizarre scenes flashed before his eyes. He saw magnificent palaces, islands floating in the clouds, strange creatures, and people in strange costumes. They spoke languages he had never heard of and performed incomprehensible rituals.
These scenes were so real, yet so strange, that it was difficult for him to tell whether it was a dream or reality.
He wanted to reach out and touch it, but found that his body seemed to have lost weight and could only be manipulated by this unknown force.
After an unknown amount of time, the light around him gradually dimmed, and the tearing feeling gradually disappeared. Dr. Ebert felt a strong sense of weightlessness, as if he had fallen from a high altitude. He instinctively closed his eyes and held the statue tightly with both hands, his heart filled with fear and helplessness.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Dr. Ebert fell heavily to the ground, and the statue slipped from his hands and rolled to the side.
He groaned in pain and struggled to get up, only to feel sore all over and dizzy. He shook his head, trying to wake himself up, and then looked around, trying to figure out where he was.
What came into view was a vast primeval forest.
Tall trees reached the sky, with lush branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun. Only a few spots of sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming mottled light and shadows on the ground.
The air was filled with the smell of damp soil, mixed with the fragrance of various exotic flowers, and some strange scents that Dr. Abbott had never smelled before. These scents, some fresh and elegant, some rich and fragrant, and some even with a hint of weird spiciness, intertwined together to form a strange olfactory experience.
Various unknown birds and insects chirped one after another, forming a wonderful forest symphony. Some were melodious, like a girl's singing; some were deep and rich, like the roar of a giant beast; some were sharp and piercing, creepy.
Dr. Ebert had never seen such a primitive and vibrant scene. He seemed to have come to another planet, a world completely different from the modern world he knew.
He bent down, picked up the statue that had fallen to the ground, and carefully wiped off the dust on it.
The statue still exuded a faint glow, as if silently telling something.
"Did you bring me here?" Dr. Ebert murmured to the statue, "Where is this place? Can I go back?"
No one answered him.
Only the unknown bird calls echoed in the silent forest...
Dr. Ebert looked around, trying to find some familiar scenes, some evidence that he was still on Earth.
However, apart from the towering giant trees, strange plants, and insects and birds that he had never seen before, he could not find any traces of modern civilization.
This place seems to be a world forgotten by time, a paradise isolated from the rest of the world.