In 2417, mankind entered the era of the great universe.
In the same year, the cosmic calendar was changed to the first year.
Shang Si's face was expressionless, and he was complaining in his heart: When did it become so difficult to be a person who just eats and waits for death?
This is a sad story about someone who always wanted to retire but couldn't.
When Shang Si gave a speech after being awarded the honor,
Shang Si, who was later called the first legend of the post-anti-invasion war, only said one sentence seriously:
Want peace, not war.
This article attacks each other.
PS: Pseudo-science fiction. Updated from time to time. The ending is hasty. I originally wanted to write a long story, but as I continued, I didn't even get what I wanted to write, and it got further and further away from the outline. Let's do this for now. If I get inspired again later, I might be able to write down all my previous ideas. Well.
Conception:
