Chapter 142: You Better Pray for Your Own Luck

"Damn it!" ranted the cheap cat, slamming its cup on the table and pointing at the mountaintop. "It was a beautiful evening. I was sleeping when suddenly I was paralyzed, watching as the world right here turned upside down. I grew more and more tired until I eventually fell asleep, and when I woke up, this place had been refined into a mirror world, trapping me inside."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the cheap cat, horrified. If what it was saying was true, how many years had it been living here?

This was a mirror world from the Shang era, potentially existing for tens of thousands of years. Could it mean that this cheap cat had lived for that long?

Everyone had a surreal feeling, staring in disbelief at the cheap cat lying awkwardly on the ground, their faces full of complex emotions.