Qin Ming said, "I saw a vast Dalie Valley, but this time the black wheat didn't grow there."
The Old Orange Cat nodded, "Yes, it has changed places, but it's only a dozen miles away, likely still stemming from the same source."
Qin Ming wasn't in a rush, he just chatted idly, gradually gathering various details from back in the day.
The Old Orange Cat recalled as he spoke, "At that time, an Insect Man who seemed like a leader, whose wing flapping was like thunder, warned other forces that they must wait until the wheat ears matured before taking action, watching a cycle come to its end. Until then, all parties needed restraint to avoid provoking major disaster. I really didn't understand why back then."
Qin Ming was startled; this seemingly barren world appeared to hold many secrets, and he still felt like he was in the dark, not understanding deeply enough.
