""Inuyasha", "Natsume's Book of Friends", "Hunter"... Damn, isn't this a manga?" Suddenly a voice came out, "Haha, it's a manga, my treasure..." When I heard this, I stood up in fright. At this moment, the lighter in my hand fell on the manga with a 'coo' sound, and the manga started to burn. "Who, who is pretending to be here, come out quickly?" "This is my treasure, how are you going to compensate me?" A middle-aged man appeared in the air and waved his hands, and the comics disappeared. I said depressedly, "Compensation? I have nothing, how can I compensate you? And you scared me and burned it. "What do you have to compensate for?" "I don't care, you have to compensate me. These comics can't be changed back, so you can go back in time and go into these books! Anyway, I haven't read some of the books. If you go in, you can rewrite these books into books on my behalf. With you as the protagonist, you can finish living these worlds and then come back."