In order to save the mutated animals and plants in the interstellar space and even the almost zero birth rate of humans, I have to go back to the original point that caused it to change. Don't ask why me, because I am the chosen one. I met a cute guy that I liked, and I wanted to protect him, but I didn't expect that he would be trained to be my golden finger. Such good luck? I am the chosen one.
Ps: This book is mainly to record the cuteness. I don't know if I can keep writing it. Jinjiang is not old and will never fall. I just want to have memories that will last for a long, long time.