At first, I was a human being.
When I traveled through time, I was suddenly told that the longest life was to live to be thirty years old, and the sky fell.
How could it be so short-lived? I suffered enough in my last life, and I really don't want to suffer any more.
Please, I don't want to be a short-lived ghost.
But it seems that I am not a short-lived ghost, I am a god. What is the life span of a god?
No, how could I identify God so quickly? There is no way, who can believe that my fur is really cute, so rua.
For the sake of Mao Shushu, this god, I am determined.
To start construction and make farming more popular, I have to take down the issue of lifespan. First I will make a small plan and it will be absolutely completed. One day, I will make sure that none of the people who believe in me will be short-lived ghosts.
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It turns out that the world I traveled through was just a broken bead. I asked, why is it that my world only has hair? Where do humans go?
It doesn't matter, just roll up your sleeves and do it. First of all, get a qualified ID card. Please, I really don't want to be killed... Who will save me, a weak god?
There is no other way, no one can save me, I can only save myself.
Intention: You are special. If you believe this, you will be special.