He was hit in the back with a brick, leaving a mark. Xia Ming also knocked the two little yellow ones to the ground fiercely, but what scared him the most wasn't here.,It's summer now. When Xia Ming returned to his residence, he was still sweating profusely. He took a cold shower in the bathroom and finally felt relieved. He sat back on his sofa. The furnishings in his home were simple, with a sofa, television, and other common furniture, all apparently existing from the original house.,I never expected to suddenly find myself in a system. This left Xia Ming feeling somewhat disbelieving.。