[It's not brainless, it's not systematic, it's not cool writing, it's micro-Cthulhu, it's about cultivating immortality through imagination, please watch with caution]
A night of fighting with senior sister at the beginning? Is the junior sister looking at me covetously? The best guy in the world is making secret glances at me? Your Majesty the Queen favors me? I don't understand how to lose this battle!
"You long for the equality of all living beings, but people are born unequal. The world is broken and needs someone to mend it. You can find the most inconspicuous cicada shed. The real era has not yet come. You are the destined person, and you enter people's bodies quietly..."
"Uncle, can you please make it simpler?"
"To put it simply, I just let you do it. There are so many b-words!"
"Okay, okay..."
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The real story has just begun, and the above is all fiction.
Reader comments
It requires patience, there is a lot of foreshadowing, and I look forward to how it will develop in the future.
After all, it's only a few chapters
It requires patience, there is a lot of foreshadowing, and I look forward to how it will develop in the future. After all, it's only a few chapters