[Western Fantasy + Relaxing Entertainment + Time Travel + Fairy Tales in Fantasy Clothes]
Open your mind, throw away your brain, and follow Lin Yue to make sense.
Lin Yue felt that he probably had no luck in his life. For example, right now - one second he was complaining about Party A's father's "colorful black" unreasonable request in front of the computer, and the next second the dazzling white light blinded his face. Not the black screen of sudden overtime death, but some kind of... Strong light with the smell of sulfur?
"Holy crap! What kind of unscrupulous thing is putting flash bombs next to my work station?" He cursed and wanted to rub his eyes, but he felt a rough stone texture in his hand. No, his office chair is an ergonomic model. Why is it so painful under his butt?
