(The components of this book are extremely complex and abstract, the kind of abstraction that cannot be defined)
(This book is written out of pure hatred and comes from a reader who complained about my inability to write battles)
[Don't be deceived by me in the past, I am the author of Half a Month Later, this book is a completely indescribable novel]
[The work label is a lie, no, cyberpunk is also urban, so it's okay]
Hello, I am Kyle. I live in Coconut City. I am a time traveler and a two-star agent. My daily life is very regular. I accept commissions, feed the aliens in my basement, and wash the car that is stained by all kinds of messy things.
To be honest, Coconut City is quite chaotic, because there are so many inexplicable people and inexplicable things appearing every day.
For example, the vomiting incident in Qingman Siheyuan, the tentacle monster died early due to lack of physical strength during the filming of the film, leaving behind the daughter of a magical girl, and the sudden two-faced Su Nuo battle against Gojo Satoru.
To be honest, I originally wanted to go to Suiryukyen Paradise for a vacation, but I was blown away by some inexplicable guy, so I could only watch Alien Bare Teeth at home.
By the way, my competitor is a naturally curly white-haired bastard named Sakata Gintoki.
And the neighbors are the Hayakawa Akira family, yes, the Chainsaw Man.
Why am I talking to you? Because I was just used the five-finger heart-piercing palm by an old man with blue hair named Rick.
