My name is Suning, and I am a diligent "leek" in the fantasy world.
I practice hard every day, fight the hardest fights, and take the most vicious beatings, just to make my cultivation grow faster.
Until that day, I was stabbed through the heart and heard the voice of Heaven:
"Well, this leek No. 013 Is growing well and is ready for harvest."
I laughed. It turned out that my golden finger was just a straw inserted into me.
Okay, you cut me off, and I'll tolerate you for a while.
But if you want to uproot me, don't blame me for turning into a hoe.
With this hoe, I want you to change the world and never have to suffer the pain of harvesting again.
Impact point: A strong sense of immersion, speaking in the first person about the anger of being "stabbed in the back" and the determination to "fight back".
