When the second moon appeared in the sky, Lin You, an ordinary female college student, grabbed a train ticket with garbled characters at the end. The government claimed that this was the "Ark Project" to avoid the doomsday, but no one told them: the interstellar train ticket gate is the entrance to the reality show of the eleventh-dimensional civilization, and every passenger is a betting chip for higher beings.
With the bronze whistle given by her mother, Lin You was courted by a mathematical madman in the Quantum Library, and was also marked as a collection by the interstellar royal family, the federal marshal, and the old rulers.
In this killing game where civilization is the bet, someone is disguised as a white rabbit in women's clothing, someone is carving a Klein bottle with a sniper rifle, and she will blow a whistle for all observers to see: the light that bursts out when the ants tear up the script is more dazzling than a supernova.
The heroine is a heartthrob, all members have single arrows, there are a lot of emotional lines but no CP. Self-cut leg hair product, inspired by my dream.
Demining: Just write it down for fun. The writing is very poor, and I know nothing about physics. There may be a lot of logical errors in the relevant content.
Intention: A person can be born like an ant and be as beautiful as a god