'Wagangnai' also began to wake slowly as the sunlight shone upon the earth. Today was no different from any other day. The people living here were busy with their livelihoods from dawn till dusk. Without labor, there was no food, a rule that remained unchanged no matter where one lived.
Dan Ning, with a look of surprise and excitement, caressed the treasure in his hands. Beside him stood several identical people, giving off a chilling aura at first glance. Carefully, he placed a small, short-handled shield-like cold weapon into a large wooden box, which contained many oddly shaped items, mostly firearms and ammunition.
"Ran into Xiao Lin?" Dan Ning seemed reluctant to part with the items in the box, giving them a longing look before closing it and leaving the dark room. The secret door on the wall silently shut, transforming into a decorative wall. The seam cleverly doubled as an unusual bookshelf, making it difficult to discern its true nature.
