Ore Disease, Mercenaries, Kazdare
These words have been with her for as long as she can remember. At that time, she did not understand the meaning of these words. Now she has shouldered the weight of these words.
The small palm holds the big hand, no matter how cold the winter is, she will warm the people around her.
Very tired, but fortunately she met them.
She is an ordinary person, although in terms of experience, she seems a little extraordinary, but how many people in this land are truly special? She is not superhuman and has no vision.
... But to be able to live "healthy" till now, maybe she is still a little bit unusual, right?
Warning: 1. This is an ordinary Terran story
2. The plot of this book only takes place in Terra, has no cp, and has a relatively complete story.
3. A doctor will appear, and the doctor will be set as the official blog
4. The plot setting should be almost finished, and I won't be stabbed in the back again (right?), So I'll start writing now.
Concept: This land eats people and never spits out bones. Fortunately, it has not caught up with her yet.