In the thirty-first year of the New Calendar, a huge tree grew in the middle of every surviving human city. History called this moment a new era.
After being reborn fifteen years later, Nie Shuang asked about Nie Shuang, who was facing a new era of chaos, ruins, and depression. He later recalled that those great gods and celebrities who had created countless myths, countless new records, and countless gossips in the future seemed to be nothing now...
Nie Shuang: ...(￣△￣;)
Nie Shuang: Oh! Get rich! ╰(*°▽°*)╯
