"People in the city want to go out, people outside the city want to go in" is the most appropriate way to describe my time travel!
Obviously I hate the Qing Dynasty, which closed the country and eventually led to the Eight-Power Allied Forces, and I am extremely passionate about the great inventions of the 21st century, such as air conditioning, television, and the Internet. Even if every meal I eat may be the last supper, and I can fully enjoy the Chinese spirit of "being virtuous, striving for self-improvement, working hard, and creating gray again" when I go out, I am still very nostalgic for the land of the People's Republic of China, and I am willing to spill all my youthful blood here.
But God ignored my patriotic enthusiasm and transported me back to the Qing Dynasty with just a finger. However, a large number of Fourth and Eighth Party members who wanted to travel to the Qing Dynasty were ruthlessly abandoned by God in the motherland that I love so much!
I can only say one thing about this: fate plays tricks on people!
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