The author is currently in the trap of being in the third grade of junior high school and has to fill it in the third year of high school. He hopes to have something but not too big.
All the ideas in the whole text have been refreshed, which is equivalent to a reset.
The progress is very slow, please forgive me, senior year of high school, you know
So, stop the nonsense here
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Copywriting:
When they discovered that they could open their eyes again, the world played a huge joke on them. They can finally step away from their responsibilities and live just for themselves. However, no matter which world it is, life is not peaceful. Let's see how they solve the shocking conspiracy and compose the legend of creation.
The real version of the copy:
Gallon: So this idiot author is doing something literary here?
Dis: I just want to cover up my true nature
Kaludia: So, author, can your progress be faster? [Bright smile] I want to see Dizi soon~ [Take out hidden weapon]
Milo: Agree upstairs [pulls out a throwing knife]
Manigault: And my appearance rate [Ignition]
Albafica: ... Don't have too weird scenes
El Cid: ... My lines, and I'm not facially paralyzed.
The political commissar lamented: No, Al, you are not convincing at all. Tell me what is going on with my name!
Saga: [Turns to black] Why am I so far behind...
Mu:...... Shajia, let's stay away from each other.
Shaka: No objection...
Aspros: No matter which world you go to, there will always be intrigues. Ah, I'm so tired. Dove, I want to eat grapes.
Dove runs to find grapes
Aioros + Aioria: No, we should be the ones really seeking appearance rate...
Author: From the second half onwards it becomes a requirement... Where does the crooked building start...