Revealed. the Earth Is an Egg

When I was a child, my family was very poor. Make a living by selling eggs. My chicken coop is called the solar system. There is a kind of black-shelled native egg, which we call earth here. And you call it home. Now, I'm going to destroy it. So, don't tell me about Dyson balls, two-way foils, time machines, etc. This is the best among my toys. Feilu Novel Network reminds you: This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarities are purely coincidental and should not be imitated. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.