The group of blue-robed youths looked around, searching for the owner of the voice.
Finally, they found a black-haired boy wearing shorts and flip-flops in the garden of a very luxurious building not far away.
"Senior brother, is that the native from this lower world? Looks pretty much like us."
"The life forms in the lower world are countless, with various forms. Some natives look quite like us, while others have strange shapes, and some even look more ferocious than the Demon Beast from our place. You'll get used to it after seeing more."
The youth called senior brother felt quite indulged in his current status and being the focus of attention, because among them, only he had been to this world before.
Buddhism says one grain of sand holds a world, with three thousand small worlds forming a medium world, and three thousand medium worlds forming a high-grade world. Of course, three thousand is just a figure of speech.
