There are three thousand people in the world. If they really exist, I hope that all the difficulties can be repaired. I want them to know that whether they believe it or not, in another time and space, there is a group of people who try their best to like them.
It includes cp at the beginning of the first chapter, and a lot of quick travel elements starting from chapter 173 (it is recommended to start reading from here, I think the writing will finally be less awkward from here on)
Intention: Friends, have you heard of the full-time master?
