Chapter 625: Chapter 286: Two Ghosts Knocking on the Door_1

The world instantly turned pitch black. An indescribable chill gently brushed past Motan's ear, and after a few seconds, the surrounding environment gradually became clear. However, it was not the former hut with half of the door knocked down but a black wilderness shrouded in dense fog, visibility was extremely low...

Motan raised his eyebrows in surprise, then looked down at the black land, black weeds, black phosphorous fire, and black bones beneath his feet that were like being soaked in black ink. He chuckled happily and said, "The rice grown here probably matures all year round~"

Yes, this was the conclusion he came from the extremely cold environment around him and the black land under his feet - the rice grown here probably matures all year round.