When Murphy woke up, he smelled a smell of disinfectant that he hated.
He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the white ceiling. His intuition and experience told him that he had left the previous world.
As usual, I felt a little lost. I had just discussed the issue of time and space before going to bed, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a completely different time and space.
But strangely, while feeling lost, Murphy seemed to have some other emotions this time.
It was like a scene that often appears in fairy tales. A traveler was walking on the road. When he reached a certain place, an apple fell from the sky. He ate it carefully and it tasted good. He continued walking forward and arrived at a new place. Another peach fell into his arms. He ate it with half-belief. It tasted good. So good that he was reluctant to leave this good place. This strange thing happened for the third time. When he was forced to leave, he was thinking about what good things would happen in the next place.
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