Why fight and kill? Wouldn't it be better to be a rich and powerful person who spends wealth in the world?
You see they are fighting so fiercely. Let's find another way.
Look, this man is dying. Let's go sell medicine.
Don't let me have any conflicts in the world. I just want to be a quiet flower of wealth in the world.
This is an emotionless complaining machine with a slip of the tongue, a story about an ordinary little genius selling goods and her "bodyguard" struggling to get rich in another world.
If conditions didn't allow it, who would be willing to be a zero krypton person?
Intention: The disputes in the world have nothing to do with me. I am just an ordinary flower of wealth in the world.