[Your situation is not good. Today, you've designed two plans for yourself, and you already know the outcome of Plan 1: fighting across the wasteland. Under the ruthless tutelage of the Fourth-tier "Withered Flower puppet", you eventually lost control of your body's volcanic eruption and withered away.]
[The taste of a Fourth-tier Expert isn't bad, right? Don't think no one noticed you secretly wiping the corner of your mouth, better shut up now.]
[Fortunately, dying under the peony blossom only satisfies your physiological needs, but cannot fulfill your strong inner world. You know the danger but still choose courageously.]
[After discovering the door couldn't be opened from this side temporarily, you choose to carve a new path. Now you start attempting your Plan 2: seeking the source of sin on the wasteland!]
