Feng Qinghe woke up from a deep sleep, his eyes blank and quiet. "You must want to know something." The voice sounded suddenly, and the deep voice seemed to be pulling him into the abyss like a whirlpool, complementing the surrounding environment. So he started to travel quickly, and was cared for and treated favorably (squeezed and deceived) by the system. After passing through n worlds, he recovered his memory.
Someone: Oh, now you know you are afraid?
System: ...[Trembling], Sir, please forgive me.
The first world: the poor little person who was reported wrong
The second world: the little emperor who was ignored
The third world: the educated youth who abandoned their wives and children in the 1970s
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(Sususu!)
Intention: To face unknown things with a normal heart