C176 On the Eve of the Performance

Raquel Village is not rich.

The road to the countryside seemed to be in dire straits. The dirt road was almost covered by wild grass. The forest was so dense that it was suffocating. The sunlight was sparse and scattered. When there was wind, it was fine. Most of the time, the air was hot and dry, and sweat was pouring down.

The scale of the village was not small