The only light source was a circular opening in the ceiling about ten meters above, roughly the size of a manhole cover.,Non-paying players can only grind frantically. Don't look at Ou Yangrong, whose postgraduate entrance examination vocabulary is still stuck on "abandon," but his ability to tinker and get things done has been top-notch since he was little.,Then came the sound of water from outside. Unlike the ebb and flow of the tides, to 歐陽戎's ears, this sound was like a train roaring towards him from afar. It seemed to be coming from the end of the horizon, sweeping away everything in its path—flowers, birds, animals, mountains, and forests—all laid waste before it. The whole world trembled with the force of it.。