"Zong" Society May Teach You How to Make Friends

I, Aesop Carr, am an undertaker, twenty-one years old, and a sociopath. I used to work in a coffin shop (occasionally helping bamboo horses), wear! Cross! Got it! Yes, time traveled When I was looking at the colorful heads on the street with a blank look on my face, someone suddenly pulled me! Walk! Got it! Question: As a social terrorist, what is the most unacceptable thing for me: 1. A street full of people. 2. Someone is pointing at me behind my back and talking. 3. Make physical contact with me Now it's all occupied, so I choose to coma Even lying in the morgue with corpses for the rest of his life would be better than this! —————— I, Aesop Karl, am in a panic right now The crowd is gone, but... "My lord, are you okay?" "General, are you okay?" "Lord..." Looking at a bunch of faces, I rolled my eyes and fainted again —————— After waking up, I was told I, Aesop Karl, am forced to live broadcast! Later, I was told that while becoming a 100-million-fan anchor, I also needed to make friends with whom I could talk in various fields :) Manual goodbye. Jpg *Yes, that's right, I've made a trap again! *Don't complain about the protagonist's name! I just can't think of a name! *The protagonist is a irascible young man with perfect etiquette and duplicity. *Many private settings, full OOC warning, guess what happens in the early stage, later stage, and middle stage *The fate is getting better and the fate is getting better! Intention: friend