I, an unlucky child who has just passed the college entrance examination, why am I an unlucky child? Because when I was happily packing my things and getting ready to go home and sleep, I had to listen to the class teacher's class meeting, and then the consciousness of the whole class entered a virtual space called "the future".
Looking at the pure white, cute, and polite little dumpling floating in front of me, I asked questions, but never got a satisfactory answer. I just opened my mouth to show resistance.
After our collective resistance, to no avail, we still have to work.
Job content: Enter different small worlds, wrap the protagonist who is physically and mentally exhausted, injured, isolated and helpless in each world with the most passionate, sincere, and fearless love of youth, and turn the protagonist into a lively and cheerful socialist big boy.
So the whole class started working hard during the day and complaining at night. Redemption, trust, glory, kingship, correction - five worlds. The work is gradually completed, and the students also receive corresponding rewards in the real world.
And I was made a god by the small world system because of my outstanding performance?
Intention: When you go out, you provide the environment yourself