Millennium Invitation: Interstellar Golf, Hit the Stars

A certain second-generation supermodel boasted to netizens: How many square meters of new construction area did my real estate company have this year? A rich second generation in a certain galaxy a thousand years later: Don't say this number, it's too damn embarrassing. The unit used by my real estate company is "square kilometers"! Super Second Generation: I have many Bugatti Veyron, Rolls-Royce, Maybach, Lamborghini and other famous supercars under my name. The rich second generation a thousand years later: I feel a little bored today, so why not drive a space battleship to the deep space of the universe and use neural synchronization technology? Control a super giant golf club made of neutron star material to blow up stars and make do with it, well, just do it! After listening to this, a certain super second generation suddenly broke through the defense. . . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.