In Momoki, a city in another world, strange things can be seen here and there, and signs of confusion in space and time can also be seen in the cityscape. In some places, old thatched houses still remain, and in some places you can feel the atmosphere of the Heisei era. Various styles of architecture coexist at the same time, blooming in a chaotic city.
In Hejia'an, in addition to past and present buildings, you can also see occasional buildings that seem to have e from the future.
In this sense, Li Ka'an was not only surprised, but also happy.
After all, if these strangely styled buildings are the buildings of the future, does that mean they, humans, still have a future?
At least humanity won't be wiped out by this storm on Sakurajima.
In this sense, it seems that He Jian was still dreaming of his own victory.
Maybe you can escape safely?
Thinking of this, He Jia'an arrived at the front door of a house without him there. He looked at the house in front of him, with the house number posted outside the door, and said, ``For the time being, there are no houses on the cape here yet.''
He wiped the dirt off the sign on the hanging door that had another nickname written on it.
Continuing to walk down the empty and quiet street, He Jia'an just kept silent and muttered to himself in his heart.
The New Year's red envelope protected him from evil spirits, but the sight of hidden evil spirits and the quiet environment of death tended to drive people who lived here for a long time into madness. He had to find a way to relieve his tense emotions. .
Especially in a world where if a soul falls, it will be eaten by a monster, Hae Jang has to stick to her heart and stay calm.
``It's finally here.'' Li Jian'an felt that she had e a long way, as if she had been walking for more than half a century. He stopped in front of a familiar house, suppressed his anxiety about the house's eerie atmosphere, and entered the house with the words ``Kawakami House'' written on it.
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