My Props Are More Powerful Than 100 Million Points

After traveling through the parallel world for three years and three years, Fang Tong's system has not yet arrived, so he can only work as a prop mover on the set. "I usually walk a lot at night, so it's not too much to use a flashlight for lighting, right? They said that I kill people with a lightsaber, which is too much." "My female neighbor put on a mask and talked to me, which scared me and almost gave me a heart attack. Is it illegal for me to scare her with a mask?" "You insist on saying that the props I made myself are antiques and you want to buy them for 10 million?" Fang Tong took out a flashlight, mask, porcelain bowl, peach wood sword, prop rope, etc. From his backpack. "Say I can fly across the sky? Can I say that's a special effect?" "Still not convinced? Well, I'll turn on the flashlight and perform it again." Facing the serious-looking police officers and witnesses, Fang Yu turned on the flashlight, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky. Fang Tong stepped on it... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.