Reborn in 2018, with 37 yuan in my pocket.
An ancestral paperweight stone, an illustrated guide to awakening fetishes.
The shoe repairman's awl at the alley is a relic of the god of craftsmen.
The whetstone soaked in water at the scrap yard contains ancient fragments.
The rice roll aunt has used the enamel jar for 28 years, filled with human willpower.
Start by setting up a street stall to pick up leaks, learn skills, collect debris, and sneak into enemy camps.
And the person who pushed me off the rooftop in my previous life——
At this moment, a business card was handed over.
"Xiao Chen, come to our foundation."
