When the familiar "beep" sound sounded in the small room, and when the Windows 10 login interface finally stabilized with its damn, slowly rotating circle, I, Lin Xiaoyu, a senior garbage guy, showed a satisfied smile. And my "trophy", the Intel G4400 processor that I bought for a huge sum of 5 yuan, let out a final, desperate cry under the radiator:
"I'm done... I have to make cows and horses for cows and horses again..."
I patted the motherboard as a sign of comfort: "Welcome back, old guy. Use your remaining energy and your merits will be immeasurable."
Who would have thought that this joke would actually become a spell that tears apart time and space.
