Feng Xiaozhu got lost in the mountains. When he found the exit, he found that he had arrived in a dynasty that had never existed in history. As a useless science student, he can't build cars, ships, or firearms, he can't recite poetry, he can't act elegant, he can't sing, he can't fight, he can't carry his weight, he can't even wash the dishes at a speed of 30 seconds. It is said that a scholar is useless. Feng Xiaozhu feels that the scholars in ancient times might be better than him...
Feng Xiaozhu, who had no merit at all, was angry. How could he continue to act in such an identity given to him by the author of Dogecoin? If you don't give him any golden fingers, do you want him to die suddenly in ancient times? But if people want to live, they can always survive. After understanding this, Feng Xiaozhu figured out what he could do with a future, that's right! He decided to join the black club!
Oh no, in this era, it should be called chaos.
Feng Xiaozhu ran forward sadly and indignantly, raising his little middle finger behind him as he ran: "Dogecoin author! Retarded brainstorming! Terrible writing style!"
The author chased after him: "Hey! Wait a minute! Your protagonist's aura!!"
"Forget it, forget it, I won't chase you anymore, Feng! Xiao! Zhu!! Just pick it up for me!!"
Xu Deng, who looked confused, was lifted up by the author by his collar.
"Hey, wait a minute, I'm not, hey, let me down, why are you throwing me away... Ahhhhh!"
The author clapped his hands happily: Well, I really have a father-son affection for Feng Xiaozhu! (I have forgotten about Xu Deng and so on)