Lu Yunqing has traveled through countless worlds. He saw that other people traveled with a system, but he not only did not, but every new world he reached would become a blank slate. Only when he returned to that independent space would he have memories for a short period of time. The pile of notes that was as high as a wall was the life of countless people he had recorded. Until someone appears, he can finally have scattered memories in the world.
Intention: The heart that was in turmoil because of your brilliant smile is now calm.
