The backpack is always carried by his companions, yet he couldn't run, showing that not only the decline of beauty is wistful, but the decline of heroes as well.
I think of this story, perhaps influenced by those strange people last night.
The woman the explorer met was evidently unlikely to be normal, but at least she had a human form, just like our people.
However, those creatures that attacked people yesterday felt human to me, though I don't know why there was a special change in them.
I wonder what the difference is between animals turning into humans and humans turning into animals; perhaps one is Huaxia legend and the other is Western scientific fantasy?
I described those strange people I saw yesterday to Bi Shi, asking if she had seen similar people.
Bi Shi suddenly sent a voice message, 'You pig'.
Without thinking, I immediately retorted: You are my brother George.
She mercilessly sent two words: pioa.
