At one o'clock in the morning, an ordinary person finally puts down his mobile phone.
My heart is filled with junk information, my brain is filled with other people's stories, but my days are empty.
He thought it was called relaxation, but actually it was called "stimulation."
Receive information, give feedback, warm up your mood, and you're done for the day.
No one told him where the overdrawn energy went (not to advertise Shenbao tablets.).
No one told him that there are rules and causes and effects on this shore, so ordinary people can survive. And the other side - the other side is the scrap station of rules, the garbage dump where all the suppressed prices are accumulated.
It's filled with twisted monsters that live by devouring people's emotions and life force.
They are corroding this shore.
Ordinary people cannot see it, and those who see it are crazy.
But one person saw it.
His name is Lu Yu, and he is a disconnected person.
