Trash Station

Huanhuan almost knelt down to him.

"Doesn't the Demon Eye grow in the abyss?!"

Lin Qing nodded. "Yes."

Huanhuan pointed at her nose in disbelief. "You want me to go to the abyss to clean up your bones?!"

"Can't you?"

"If I go to a place like the abyss, will I come back alive?!"

Lin Qing was confused. "What's wrong with the abyss? Isn't that a trash station?"

"What? A trash station?!"

"That's right. In the past, we would throw things we didn't want into the abyss. At first, we threw dead things. Later, there were some living things mixed in. Those living things survived in the abyss, and that's how they became the monsters you see now."

From what he said, the abyss really did seem to be an oversized trash station.

Lin Qing felt that it was very indecent to leave his bones in the trash station. It seemed only right for him to get someone to handle this situation.

However!