Dawn of the Grey Tower

Grass, night sky, two gray robes. Cheese and White Dwarf were not in a hurry to check out immediately, because there was a high probability that it was just a cage, a cage specially used to accommodate manta rays and other animals.

Cheese got this conjecture because he had seen the Feathered Serpent. The room where the Feathered Serpent is located is very similar to this place, and it was carefully arranged and specially built for the residents in it. And the white dwarf is obviously not here all the time, he must have experienced similar adventures before this, so he came to a conclusion similar to Cheese. That is the space they are in, which is probably smaller than imagined.

"Are we sitting here to kill time, or to talk about something else?" Cheese poked his staff on the ground, and asked the same door who took out the flagon and started drinking without rushing.

In fact, there are quite a few people who can drink in the mage, and the cheese himself can also drink, but it is not that simple to be able to drink calmly in this environment.

If astrology is divided according to the method of the city of magic, it can also be regarded as a kind of spiritism, because except for those astrologers who talk about gods and gods, few people can find enlightenment from the laws of the stars and things on the ground. Since it is spiritism, it seems not surprising that drinking some wine will increase inspiration.

"For example, will this space disappear?" White Dwarf put down the flagon and closed the lid carefully. It can be seen that he cherishes these liquids that are not easy to replenish. And his words also hit the heart of the cheese.

If these rooms are cells for certain creatures, will they be adjusted dynamically?

"I guess not." Cheese took out a gourd not to be outdone, which was an alternative container he bought from Riverrun. Of course, the gourd is not filled with wine, but some refreshment drinks. Its taste can be summed up as bitter, very bitter, so bitter that it will make people wake up instantly.

"Then I'll bet." White Dwarf seemed displeased with his colleagues' showing off. Metal wine jugs are definitely higher in value than gourds, but this is the Panbei continent, where there are very few gourds that can grow as big as containers, so from the perspective of rareness, cheese is even better .

"What's your basis?" Cheese smiled after asking. Judging from his expression, White Dwarf had no basis for judgment. He was simply singing against himself. Considering the brief confrontation between the two just now, this subtle hostility is not unreasonable. So Cheese kindly handed over the gourd, "Take a bite?"

"No need, I can smell the smell of the snake heart grass solution here. I have lost this time. If you can drink this stuff without changing your face, your control is indeed superior to mine." It is one of the main ingredients of cheese drinks. People often say that snakes and scorpions have a heart, so the bitter grass is called snake heart grass.

"I always feel that you are not praising me. It doesn't matter, this thing is really good for relieving fatigue. I used it to extend the research time for three days. The price is that I don't feel it is bitter since then."

Cheese said disturbing words as if nothing had happened, and he was able to drink this thing that would make the gray robe frown just by smelling it until he developed tolerance. It is conceivable how much he drank in a short period of time.

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm.

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm.

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm.

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm.

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm.

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm.

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm.

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?

However, the white dwarf became interested in the things in Cheese's hands. For mages whose bodies are still limited, it is not a small temptation to be able to increase the research time by three days.

Just when the white dwarf was hesitating whether to try this devil's drink, the grass under their feet began to tremble for no reason. An earthquake, but it wasn't just the ground that shook, even the stars in the sky were shaking, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

This seems to confirm the conjecture that Cheese just said. The cell that lost the prisoner itself has no meaning of existence. Just like the houses where no one lives are always dilapidated very quickly, this place is collapsing. However, the two mages still sat there unhurriedly, as if the earthquake and collapse had nothing to do with them.

"Where is your destination? Exit?" Cheese asked the other party. After these several teleportation experiences, he vaguely guessed that at the back of this gray tower, each room would not accept multiple visitors in one way, that is to say, he and the white dwarf would probably be separated in the next teleportation.

"No, I think the astrology room is more important. Leaving can only ensure your own safety, and moving forward can see the origin of things." White Dwarf looked at Cheese meaningfully, as if hinting at him. After all, there must be An Lina in the astrology room, and the astrologer will inevitably see her in front of him.

"Then I wish you success. If you see her, please give me a voice." Cheese didn't care much about it. An Lina's condition is not good, but she is a blood race of the true ancestor level after all. For her, who is infinitely close to the creatures of the age of mythology, even a gray-robed mage will not have any good ways to cause harm. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The ground, cracked in the shock, separated towards the sides. The cheese and the white dwarf watched each other get farther and farther away from themselves, blending into the darkness with each other. This prison has collapsed. Is this a good thing? Or did it destroy the internal structure of the entire gray tower? It is still unknown.

The next moment, Cheese was already sitting in the middle of the noisy street, surrounded by well-dressed pedestrians, choosing their favorite products from street vendors. Two children ran past the gray robe, holding wooden swords made of cotton cloth wrapped in wood, playing roles that only meant something to them.

Cheese looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly got up. Accustomed to seeing the bizarre environment, the familiar street scene of the Panbei Continent made him a little bit astonished.

He quickly began to use his knowledge to judge where the place belonged and what kind of cultural influence it was from the structure of the surrounding houses and the clothes of the people. The result was somewhat unexpected, he did not find anything that could be called an answer in his mind.

Then this place is either completely fabricated, or it belongs to a time and space that cannot be included in history.

Then, he discovered another thing, language. Although he could not understand the language spoken by the people here, he could understand the meaning. How should I put it, that is, when he starts to distinguish grammar, words, and syllables, these words become meaningless noise. But as long as he didn't concentrate, they turned back into life dialogue that could be heard quite clearly.

This is a very interesting thing. It is probably not the sound itself that affects the cheese, but a deeper cognition. What factors give cheese the ability to understand noise from the cognitive level, the only question is, is what he heard really the true meaning of this language? Or is it an artificial illusion?