I was all alone in my previous life, and the me who traveled through time was not as good as my previous life? To live an ignoble existence or to carve out a new world? No, I choose to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger! Yin and Yang are balanced and everything is in order, but people's hearts are not ancient. But there is often a chance of life in desperate situations. You may have good luck the first time, but what about the next time? (Not a cool novel, no heroine, slow to practice.)
