Synopsis
The sky was clear and bright, sunlight spilling down across the trees and hills, and everything felt still in that particular way that makes you stop and stare. What made Han Cheng stop and stare was the sight of someone in a sexy tiger-print miniskirt, gripping a stick, leading a pack of more than ten people hollering and screaming as they chased after the head of a herd of fur-covered rhinos. He raised his half-curled hand toward his half-open mouth and said it again: "Oh my goodness." (No system, no pocket dimension, no cheat codes from crossing over. Pure primitive…
