In a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a certain hour, a certain minute, a certain second, something was transported through me in a gorgeous, miraculous, and incomparable way. This euphemistically called time-traveling was actually an act of abuse. ． ．
After something has been transported through time, one often asks a question that can be called a century-old classic, "Why is this? Why?"
I ran away with a guilty conscience
What a scary person, luckily I wasn't transported through time, oh hehehe~
It's really more fun to watch others wear it than to wear it yourself~
If there are similarities, you can copy me. (You don't even need to think about it, it's all the result of my brain)
Announcement from a certain person: (for reference only, please do not steal)
The protagonist remains the same
Xiaoqiang is immortal
The article continues
The content is perverted
The story is made up
Going crazy is common
Dead people are common
Survival is probabilistic
The author is king
You can't jump when you dig a hole.
Filling holes is temporary
I won't do it for a long time
eternity is possible
Actually I lied to you
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