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I stood up and walked over to the statue. The paralysis in my legs caused me to walk extremely slowly, and time passed extremely slowly as well.

I looked at the statue with a sort of fascination.

By now I had reached the bottom of the statue. The details of the visible range of vision became clearer.

At this moment, a large portion of his upper body was completely blocked by the bottom. Other than his chest, he could not see anything else.

This was an ordinary stone. It was not made from a piece of stone, but a piece of stone that had been pieced together. Of course, this was relatively small. At my waist, her feet were made of three pieces of stone, each of which was thicker than my waist.

I couldn't help but shake my head. At this moment, when I was looking at the hand I was holding, I couldn't help but worry about my own life.

And the other hand? I walked around the statue, my other hand at my waist, holding a rectangular stone.

I marvel at the fact that these stones are pieced together without seeing the exposed nails, which prop up the outside of the main body. It is a wonder.

However, it was hard to say if the stone was larger than the one above.

I patted my head. He made the mistake of probing again and again. After going around in a circle, he found nothing. My knees were shaking, and I sat down at the foot of the statue to rest. I took out a lighter and tested the air quality.

It occurred to me that if there was sulfur, it would explode, but at least I could breathe. He turned off the oxygen valve and slowly let out a breath of turbid air.

It was not dark, but it was not bright either. It was a little like not pulling the curtains, and the stars were twinkling in the soft night sky. My body felt heavy, but my brain felt light. I yawned and actually felt a little sleepy. My eyelids drooped down and I gradually fell asleep.

It was an amazing feeling, and I could clearly feel that I was "sleeping" and sinking into nothingness with a thin thread tied to the sober stone.

"So you must have been out of nutrition for too long." The woman in front of me was very familiar. Next to her, my father was standing there with his hands glued to her chest.

"Being unconscious is a very normal phenomenon. Don't worry, it will definitely not affect your body. However, it's best if you don't go back with him and stay here to rest for a while. " The woman glared at my dad, then turned to me and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I'm of the left generation. They won't find you here. You're safe." A warm hand was placed on my forehead. The woman in front of me was providing comfort. Warm air was continuously transmitted from her palm to me. It was as if the warmth was from a candle flame.

"…" I was about to say something when my temples twitched and my vision went black.

When I opened my eyes, I could still see the light under the sea. His knee felt like it was being pricked by needles. I couldn't help but worry about the future. If I don't die this time, I'll take good care of myself when I go out.

My father is an old man in his forties, dressed as a bear in the rain.

How did my father get that cold leg?

There was a sound from all around, like a distant voice. The sound came from the top of my head. In that transparent glass.

Or is it... Above?

That voice was so hazy that I couldn't hear it clearly, but I instantly got excited. There were only the three of us here, so I immediately started to speak up. However, when I opened my mouth, my throat felt like it was on fire, and the air seemed to have entered my throat.

The throbbing pain in my temple became even more intense. At this moment, I was completely a person suffering from pain from up, down, left, right, left, and right.

I pulled my left hand out of my sleeve, ready to contact them and tell them where to go.

The watch clicked and the position appeared.

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