I know that I have never been an ordinary deep rock spider in the abyss. I know many words, such as Claude, miserable, facial paralysis, and asshole... What I hate the most is a crow from the underworld. Since that dead crow robbed my food, I have made my word an oath.
No matter what the cost, I must make the dead crow regret robbing me of food, and use my words as collateral. If it cannot be completed, let the words that are more important than my life appear on the dead crow.
Swear by the hat.
Let's start a trap again. This is something we have always wanted to write but didn't write because of another article. But now I feel that as a real author, cheating is just a testimony of growth~~