C992 Green smoke all the way bumpy

In a manor in the western suburbs, I saw the commoners trapped in wooden cages. These commoners all looked to be in a bad mood, drooling from their mouths and staring blankly like madmen.

Some of them even started to bite down on the wood. Most of them were already biting the wood until it was full of blood. After all, the wood was not free. Its hardness was quite high