At three-thirty in the morning, Lin Mo finished revising the seventeenth version of the plan and collapsed at his workstation. When I opened my eyes again, I saw birds with human faces in the sky and strange beasts that eat people on the ground. Fortunately, his live broadcast room can still be connected to the earth. A box of instant noodles, a protective shield, and a Qiongqi who disliked the braised beef noodles - every reward from the top brother was stuck at the same second when he opened his mouth. He thought he was traveling through time, but later he learned that the world was collapsing because no one believed it, and he was the only one anchored in. The seventeenth version of the plan he revised was fed to a ferocious beast that had been hungry for three thousand years. The ferocious beast finished the plan and sat down by himself. "NPC-077, I changed the ending." What he wanted was never to go back - it was to finish changing that version of the plan and press Ctrl+S.
