Strange rules came to light, and I, a non-staff folklore consultant, was chosen as the chosen one for the national destiny.
While others were being chased by ghosts in the castle, I was handing cigarettes to Black and White Wuchang, talking about soup agents with Po Meng, and giving likes to the circle of friends of the King of Hell.
The weird people discovered that this human being did not care about martial ethics, but about worldliness.
Later, Yama of the Tenth Hall became a member of my mediation committee, and the Heavenly Court Work Group asked me to be the administrator.
Global God of War: "That's not fair! What did he do?"
I showed my phone: "It's nothing, it's just that there are a lot of 'people' in the address book."
