Tang Meng sneered at the people in the shelters, ready to go.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a square, with buildings shrouded in a dark, hazy fog in the distance, and a stone-paved road underfoot.
"This is... Nibiru."
A woman slowly approached, it was Qin Hong, "Are you new here?"
Lately, she had been busy with her second life here.
At the same time, she was rigorously training in real life, nourished by the martial family's medicinal wine, and was quickly approaching the Bone Realm. Her progress was remarkable.
But after a month, she was still diligently researching because dealing with the Angel species was so challenging.
"But, why is there another girl here?"
She quietly complained.
Could it be that this ancient deity or demon, having seen too many bald men, found them stale and now preferred giving girls haircuts? What a wicked sense of humor!
Every day, giving us haircuts, when will we girls stand up?
