Hamlin looked at this completely unimaginable scene, watched the red pillar of light that pierced the sky rise from the ground, watched a red ball of light gather in the center of the pillar of light, and watched the ball of light split into two rays and shine towards the ground again. Then, the ball of light turned into a giant eye, and the pillar of light that looked like a doorway literally became a closed door.

This, well, anyway in this world full of mysteries, everything is possible. Hamlin seems to have seen too many things beyond common sense in a short period of time, and when he sees this scene in front of him, he also accepts it very easily. However, as mysterious and powerful as this is, what does it have to do with my problem?

was about to ask a question, but Hamlin just turned his head slightly to look at the pure white girl on the side, and heard the voice of the drunken girl ring out behind him: "Okay, I've seen the opening of the show, and the next show is not what I can see now." It's time for the audience to leave. After speaking, he didn't look at Hamlin, and his fingers lightly swiped in the air. Suddenly, Hamlin felt something squirming on the instep of his foot, and when he looked down, vines had grown on the ice field where vines should not have appeared, and they were growing wildly, climbing up his legs at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a moment of stunned effort, they grew from ankles to calves. What the hell is this? Hamlin hurriedly raised his leg to get rid of it. But looking at these vines are slender and weak, but in fact they are extremely tough, no matter how hard Hamlin lifts his legs and shakes them, he can't tear one off, and it seems that because of his movements, these vines grow faster, and the vines that originally only reached the calf have grown to the waist when Hamlin was still swinging his legs and trying to pull out his legs. Hamlin reached out directly to tear them off, but grabbed the vines as if pulling a handful of wires, not only did it work, but the vines also wrapped around his arms, crawling down the palm of the hand that was grasping them.

What the hell is this! Hamlin felt the vines wrap around his body, and finally even his mouth and nose were covered by the vines, and it became difficult to breathe, and finally even his eyes were covered by the vines, and he fell into darkness. Is this the way I am going to die? It turns out that in the end, I died like this. Feeling his consciousness begin to blur, Hamlin suddenly feels that his life seems ridiculous. It seems that I haven't even done anything to be proud of, and it turns out that I have spent my life in such a mess. Still, I regret it a little.

I don't know how long it took for Hamlin to suddenly wake up from the previous chaos and feel his presence again. Could this be the world after death? Consciousness slowly recovered, and Hamlin himself could feel that his mind had slowly become more and more flexible from the earliest rigidity, as if he had slowly woken up from a long sleep. Not only that, but Hamlin also felt his various organs - this is a strange statement, it stands to reason that the existence of his hands, feet, eyes and tongue has long been habitual, and if there is nothing abnormal, people usually do not feel them. But Hamlin only existed in consciousness before, and now the body's consciousness has slowly recovered, the first thing he feels is the beating of his heart, and the faint "thump" sound in his chest makes Hamlin clearly aware of his existence; then is the breathing, and the air flow brought by the rise and fall of the chest makes Hamlin extremely full; even the blood flows in the body with the heartbeat, Hamlin can feel it, as if his consciousness has been integrated into the blood, and then floats in his body. From the inside out, Hamlin felt his own organs, his bones, his nerves, then his muscles, and his skin.

As Hamlin followed the blood through his skin, Hamlin regained his sense of touch and noticed that something was wrong: although there were many fewer vines wrapped around his body, there were still a few sticks attached to his heart, chest, abdomen, and wrists, and he was still wrapped in something on his head.

What is the situation? Hamlin didn't know, but he felt that this was an opportunity: a chance to escape from the control of those vines! Maybe it was because he was unconscious and let the other party be careless, but this opportunity would not last long! Right now!

Hamlin sat up suddenly, ignoring the vines on his wrists, he directly reached out and grabbed the tiny vines on his chest, and tore them off! What's going on? No matter what! Just stunned, Hamlin suppressed this doubt. It's always a good thing, thinking of this, Hamlin reached out and grabbed the thing that wrapped his head and bound his eyes, and pulled it out of his head with all his might.

All of a sudden, the previously obscured eyes leaked out. Even with his eyes closed, Hamlin felt the presence of light, which made Hamlin somewhat glad: if he had kept his eyes open, perhaps this sudden light would have caused his eyes to be temporarily blinded by a huge number of stabs.

Hmm, what kind of sound is this? Because I was freed from the shackles, I slowly felt the details that I didn't care about. The sound ringing in his ears made Hamlin, who was "out" of the crisis, feel strange. But his eyes had not yet adjusted to the light and could not open them, but Hamlin could feel that he was not sitting in a position that was cold and hard as he had imagined, but a warm, soft, nostalgic touch. If you feel it carefully, isn't it covered with a quilt? And that kind of dripping sound sounds like a machine's prompt sound. What's going on?

While Hamlin was still confused, he heard a rush of footsteps, followed by a "bang", as if someone had slammed the door open. Hamlin tilted his head slightly, heard a "my God", and then a cry. Hearing this, Hamlin trembled, this is a language that he could not have heard in that mysterious world! Coupled with the previous sense of touch and the bits and pieces he heard, Hamlin couldn't help but think: Himself, have you come back from that world?

While still confused, Hamlin was pounced. Hamlin, who collapsed on the bed, felt the person who threw himself on the bed lying on his chest and weeping, and after a while, his chest became wet. Fortunately, someone else pulled her up, so that Hamlin, who was a little weak and overwhelmed, could breathe well.

But Hamlin was not angry, for Hamlin recognized the owner of the voice, the frizzy man, as his sister. Because Hamlin, who was soberly aware that he had left that mysterious world and returned to this real world, was completely stunned.