My name is Liu Wenwu, and I am now a refugee who is about to starve to death. Before time travel, I was a college student. I stayed up late playing games and was sent away by a perfect leg. When I woke up, I was lying in a pile of rocks, and the smell on my body almost made me vomit. The original owner, whose surname was also Liu, was said to be a descendant of Prince Jing of Zhongshan. He was even worse off than me. His parents were all gone and he was thrown out like garbage. The last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty were simply not a place for people to live in. All the crops were gone, the court increased taxes and regulations, and no one cared about the lives of the people.
