I'll collect enough to open in the second half of the year.
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Fictional species were born out of the new era after disease and pollution, and were reconstructed into reality due to fantasy. They will not come in human form, so the world regards most of them as monsters, and some people regard some of them as gods.
They were born in forbidden places, hotbeds of monsters and gods, and fantasy places divided by lost and burned city-states.
Also known as: Neverland.
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After being informed that he only had six months left to live, Ying decided to return to his hometown and die... To take care of himself.
It's good to know that you are going to die soon. You should hold a book and forget about all the prohibitions issued by the parliament. You should regard the isolation law as nothing, and even cross the Neverland, which is regarded as a scourge by the world and the beasts dare not approach it.
He walked unscrupulously through forbidden areas and picked up a fictitious species.
With white hair and purple eyes, and a body with a fish tail, it seems that it may be a fish. It has steel teeth and snow teeth, which are suitable for quickly consuming hard mints and chewing ice cubes. It is a perfect travel companion in every aspect except for making people cry.
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When they met, Fish Shenyi was in the habit of eating raw fish among his colleagues.
With a beautiful and moving face, its voice was gentle and ethereal, echoing endlessly in the sky and on earth, "Ying, we meet again after a long separation, why are you so far away from me?"
"Aren't you going to hug me?"
Ying held the book and looked at the other person's blood-red lips and teeth, and then at the other person's sharp fangs that were inadvertently exposed, and thousands of words were stuck in his throat.
In order to deceive a bite of food, this fish has worked hard.
But then again, the other person looks good in a fish tank, and he wants to keep it in the pond behind his former residence.
Ying held the book and meditated for a moment. Ying held the book and made up nonsense. Ying held the book and happily copied a fish that had been deceived to the fullest. The fish that had not yet recovered from the confusion returned to the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
As for how the Federation would cry like ghosts and wolves when they saw this thing in the future, it was not within his scope to consider.
After all, at that time, he would either be buried or become fish food.
Either they were buried in the ground and dug out to be used as fish food.
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The value of san seems to exist if there is no living person, slightly dead, × the existence proof seems to exist if there is no non-human attack
Micro-Chinese style, pseudo-road writing, with slight gourmet elements and a slight cyberpunk background.
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To those twisted and forgotten dreams of you and me.
Intention: Always on the road.
