Mr. President, I will not make an appointment

Chapter 292 What is this place

People are unconscious after passing out, so I don't know how long I was in a coma, let alone what happened during the time I passed out.

I just know that when I open my eyes again, I just feel incredible about everything in front of me.

I even wondered if I was dreaming.

However, the pain in my head and body made me realize the reality again, a reality that is both happy and sad.

Fortunately, I did not die!I'm alive!

Sadly, where am I?

I moved subconsciously and found that I was lying down, but not on a bed, but on a rock!
Stone?

I froze in astonishment at first, and then suddenly felt joy in my heart. If there are stones, it means that I am now on land, have I finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering?
Hahaha……

I was ecstatic and wanted to get up quickly, but I found that I couldn't move.

At first, I thought I was too tired to have any strength, so I tried again, but I still couldn't move.

Only then did I discover a serious problem - I was actually tied up!

Um?what's the situation?
I was stunned again, probably because I have been in a coma for too long, I feel that my brain is not enough now, and I seem to be a little slow in responding to problems.

But in the end, I found out belatedly that my hands and feet were tied up with what seemed to be ropes.

Why do you say it is a suspected rope, because I have never seen this thing before. It is not the kind of rope that is common in our lives, but it looks similar to branches and vines, as if the branches of some kind of plant are woven together. .

However, it was extremely strong, and I struggled to break free twice, but not only could I not break free, but the more I struggled, the tighter it became.

According to the script I used to film, this kind of magical rope is probably the unique weapon of a certain powerful school.

It's really too fantasy!
I couldn't help being dumbfounded, and even began to wonder, am I really not dead?Otherwise why does it feel so weird?

I felt as if I had entered a magical unknown world.

I instinctively want to explore, to find out, but I can't move, not at all, the more I move, the tighter the rope on my body, and the thin rattan-like thing has a sharp point on it. The thorn almost pierced into my flesh.

I didn't dare to move anymore, so I tried to make a sound, and called out cautiously, "Is anyone there?"

"..."

"Is anyone there?" My voice was a little louder.

"..."

Still no response.

However, I clearly heard the rustling of footsteps not far away.

I was startled and turned my head quickly, but what did I see?
A bunch of savages?The legendary native?primitive?

Their skin is pitch black, but they are not the kind of black people we are familiar with. Their hair is messy, they wear things like animal feathers on their heads, and they have strange totems painted on their faces.

The most exaggerated thing is that they don't wear any clothes. The men only use old coverings around their waists, and the women just use messy things to cover their tops.

God, where is this?Who are they?
With panic and doubt on my face, they also looked at me with the eyes of a monster.

Although we are both human beings, we both feel that each other is an alien from space.

(End of this chapter)