My humanoid weapon Omei suddenly disappeared one day ten years ago.
When we were reunited, she told me that she ate too much and was kicked out by the people who caught her doing research.
Seeing Qingmei's depressed attitude when she said this, I couldn't help but feel indignant.
This is really unreasonable!
In order to feed my humanoid weapon Qingmei, I decided to become a boss by recycling scraps.
First-person male protagonist's perspective BG, with more memories and few entrepreneurial elements, mainly about two people getting along with each other.
Micro cyberpunk background description, complaining about the male mother mechanic x the humanoid weapon Qingmei with a huge appetite.
Double-headed arrow, I suddenly want to write a relaxing cookie.
Purpose: Turn waste into treasure, classify garbage
