As an orthodox spiritual summoner, Tang Tang became obsessed with a game called Onmyoji. Tang Tang looked at the Wood Spirit under his command: "Hey, hey! Wood Spirit, do you want to have a physical body? How about I turn you into a firefly?" Wood Spirit: "But! Master, me!" Tang Tang: "But, I believe in the master." "A few minutes later, the spirit of the wood turned into a fireweed. He held a huge dandelion in both hands and pointed it at Tang Tang's head before finishing his words: "He is a boy!" As the saying goes, people have their own harvest. Maybe God couldn't bear to see it: with The firefly grass, Zashiki Warashi who likes to fry eggs with will-o'-the-wisps... Finally one day, when Tang Tang was preparing to transform the newly born broken ice snow spirit on Mount Everest into a snow boy, Tang Tang woke up unexpectedly and was frozen again, and found that it had passed. One hundred years later, in the interstellar era, I had an unknown Imperial Blade as my guardian. Without the guardian, the Earthlings still had a high status in the interstellar world. The enemies of the Imperial Blade could not kill him directly, so they had to get Tang Tang in. A small manor in a primitive forest. Tang Tang lived a peaceful life in the manor, playing with Onmyoji when he had nothing to do. When he had time, he invited the natural spirits in the forest to play cards and so on.