What did I, a pure, beautiful, innocent, good student, good son, and good citizen, do wrong to travel through time and space to this strange world for no reason? ! What to do? If you want to survive, you have to rely on yourself... God, I just want to live happily in this weird place. Why did you arrange for a series of beauties to appear in my life? Is it really so difficult to live a life of pure and ascetic life?
Who can tell me whether it is God who prefers talents, or God who is jealous of talented people?