Yan Haowen didn't know her, but as long as he could leave here, anything would be fine.

But when Yan Haowen really went out, he realized that he was wrong. Maybe he could have lied to himself that it was all an illusion when he was in that room.

When he really met this world, he was just dumbfounded.

Huge battleships rise slowly, various aircraft shuttle under the dome, not far from the sunny beach is the cold and windy winter, all this... all this...

"This...where is this..." Yan Haowen asked a strange question.

The woman frowned: "This is Percival, boss, are you still awake?"

Percival?!?

What an unfamiliar vocabulary.

Yan Haowen had never heard of this place.

This is like a world depicted in science fiction movies...

He subconsciously touched his phone, but time immediately jumped out in front of him.

November 3, 149 AD, 7:33 am.
Chapter completed!