Whether it is an epic or a tragicomedy.
Tang Qi instinctively believes that it should be a grand narrative, either solemn and vast or warm and joyful, but it certainly shouldn't be the scene before his eyes.
The situation several meters away is extremely intense, and in the perceptions of many civilizations and species, such scenes are not suitable for children under eighteen to see, they need to be harmonized and shielded.
Of course, with Tang Qi's eyesight, whether it's several meters or several hundred meters, there's no difference; it's all a hot live broadcast.
At this moment, he finally realized what the other odor besides the sour smell of food was, permeating the room.
"I didn't enter the wrong world, but I should have checked the guide in advance."
Tang Qi frowned and warned himself.
However, for a better experience, he still didn't retrieve the so-called guide, even though it only required him to make a thought.
