Xiang Shan, draped in a Camouflage Net, sat at the edge of the beach.
This place was still close to the equator. But now, Xiang Shan no longer felt the scorching pain as if he were entering a blazing house.
His steel body possessed more sensitive temperature measurement means, yet Xiang Shan perceived these signals as a part of "vision."
The sea breeze swept across the land, and the waves powerfully crashed onto the shore. This was a beach with fine white sand, though the beach wasn't entirely continuous, with many reefs mixed in with the white sand, forming an unusual beauty.
Perhaps this place wasn't enough to become a famous tourist spot, but three hundred years ago, there should have been a city nearby.
Now, it was very quiet here.
Here, Xiang Shan split himself into three again.
"Final Benchmark" gently asked, "The reflection meeting is almost over. Come on, Jiuer, explain what Yawgmoth thought that day."
