Lu Yu, wearing sunglasses and napping in the shade of a tree, suddenly awoke as if just escaping from drowning. He gasped for breath heavily, trying to ease the suffocating feeling of panic.,Whether it be beasts or birds, lakes or storms, lightning or the brilliance of sun and moon, machines will give birth to spirits, becoming extraordinary beings.,They converged, taking the form of an incomplete gate, as if encompassing all truths of the world, past, present, and future, eternally unique.。