"You are?" The old man asked suspiciously.
The young man had a pair of sword-like brows and was very handsome. He smiled and said, "My name is Xiao Yue, I am here to take you to our base camp."
"Base camp? What is that?" The old man asked out of confusion.
"It is a place for everybody to settle." Xiao Yue said in deep voice.
The old man saw Xiao Yue use his hand and drew a line in midair. Then, a bright door immediately appeared. Before the old man realized what was happening, the big yellow dog jumped into it.
The old man was very curious, so he followed Xiao Yue into the door. After a second of blinding light, the old man realized he had arrived on the beach. On the sand, there were a lot of old people like him, Aryan people, Chinese people, Caucasians, Indians, Mesopotamian, Arabians, Eastern African, as if everyone who didn’t want to leave Earth was here.