Seeing the Human-faced Snake behind the glass, Song Zhen was startled, "I've turned into this?"
The next moment she realized that what was in front of her was not a mirror, but a piece of transparent glass.
But upon seeing the Human-faced Snake, Song Zhen couldn't help but scrutinize her own body.
"I'm crawling?" Song Zhen looked at her movements in horror, "Why am I crawling? After I came out of the door, shouldn't I have stood up and walked?" She thought about how she just felt the corridors and doors around her were somewhat too tall and the ground somewhat rough—all because she was crawling.
Song Zhen tried to stand up forcefully but found that after standing, her limbs felt weak and there was a strong desire to lie down on the ground.
'Is this the result of being distorted?' Song Zhen looked at her hands with a mix of fear and anxiety, "Am I going insane?"
