Taking the warehouse

In a bedroom of the main building, Fang Xing woke up. He struggled to move his stiff limbs and looked at the ancient and fragrant room with fear.,"I'm actually the grandpa!" Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, wanting to take a bite and see if he was dreaming.,...and in a place he couldn't see, there was also a warehouse and containers stacked high. Those blocky characters displayed where they came from…。