The toys of the higher civilizations in the universe, in the hands of an ordinary modern diaosi man Xie Yu, what can happen to Xie Yu's life? . . . . . . . . . . .
In a rental house of less than ten square meters in a certain city in China.
"I actually traveled through time..."
Sitting on the sofa in the rental house was an ordinary man in his twenties with an average appearance and a slightly chubby belly. He was looking at the ceiling stupidly, lost in thought.
Xie Yu never expected that he, an ordinary college student, would travel through time.
Things have to start a few days ago. . . . . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
