The "author" had left, so there was no need for Shi Ming to maintain his child-like appearance. He quickly reverted to his true form and began to probe the fully-formed dream realm. The power of the Borer also started seeping into the walls of this realm, searching for a loophole to escape.
Finally, he turned his gaze to the box of tin soldiers on the table.
The toy set did indeed remind him of his childhood—a time that was brief, yet happy.
...
He opened the box.
As soon as the tin soldiers came out, they clamored to play war. But with the Colorful Insect gone, the game couldn't continue. Shi Ming thought for a moment, then picked up a piece of paper, folded an airplane for them, and placed it on the sand table for them to play with.
The little soldiers played very happily.
The one-legged tin soldier looked around.
