Bab 470: Unpleasant Beloved

"Reminiscing this ancient land, I am bemused, being sentimental has whitened my hair prematurely …"

Fang Ning stood on the shore of a small town somewhere in Australia, reciting a poem.

Lush greenery lined the shore in a truly serene sight, as if nothing had ever happened there before. Fang Ning was in a poetic mood, so he had wanted to recite a poem but unfortunately could not come up with his own, so all he could was recite a classic from a scholar from the past.

The last time he visited this country, the System was busy showing off its incredible prowess here by beating up all the octopus monsters, no, octopus people, that only knew how to steal jars and snatching toilets, and they had floated in the ocean for a few days.