Pitch-black darkness stretched before them, and the ground beneath their feet was cold and hard. Wen Nan heard muffled thuds around him, like sandbags hitting the floor one after another,
Thump—
Thump—
Thump—
"'You're mine, I'm yours, who does that make you? One more look and I'll explode...' Ow! Where the hell am I? Why's the floor so hard? That hurt like hell."
"Huang Tao? You fell here too? Is it really that hard? The ground under me is soft and pretty comfortable."
"That's because you freaking landed on my stomach! Ow! That hurts like hell! Get off me, damn it!"
"...Wang Xiaoer? You came too?"
"Obviously. You all got transported here, so how could I not? By the way, where's my grandpa? Didn't he come?"
The three chatted back and forth in the darkness. When they heard themselves mentioned, Wen Nan was about to respond when—
Click!
A circle of spotlights overhead snapped on, illuminating everyone sprawled on the ground—
Huang Tao sat off to one side, dressed in overalls and staring blankly. The fat man lay flat on his back, still clutching a Little Leather Whip covered in scales. Shao Ling, who had just climbed off the fat man, looked the most disheveled, crouched over...
The fat man turned his head and glanced at Shao Ling, then looked down. His eyebrows shot up, and he let out a "Whoa." "Did you max out your strength stat? So it's not just your muscles that get bigger?"
All three had taken quite a tumble and were covered in dust. As they struggled to their feet, they saw Wen Nan walking over at an unhurried pace.
"Grandpa! You fell down here too?"
After asking, the fat man realized "fell" wasn't quite the right word. Wen Nan looked spotless, nothing like someone