Lin San is an ordinary social beast.
Working a 776 job day after day, with a salary of more than 6,000 yuan a month, my personal time is squeezed to the point where I can only become a homebody. The ideal is to not go to work.
Maybe God felt that it had treated him too badly and decided to compensate him a little, so on a dark and stormy night this month, he fell into a coma due to an object thrown from high altitude, and finally did not have to go to work.
But because of the request of another hard-working young man, he embarked on a long road to fill the hole.
Qi Yao: "That's right. We detected here that you read all the articles by the same author in one night. Are you sure it was you?"
Lin San: "Yeah."
Qi Yao: "... He is worthy of being the chosen one."
Lin San: "I don't dare." It's all a trap.
Qi Yao: "I am the author, and now I am trapped by the will of the system. As long as you help me fill in the holes, I will let you be the protagonist after it is completed."
Lin San: "..." It was the same old scam as soon as he opened his mouth.
Intention: If you don't fill in the pits, you'll live in the system sooner or later.