After waking up and lying on the cyberpunk street, time travel happened like a shake and a jump.
Now some people want to kill me, some have already killed me, some want to save me, some want to save me or not, and want to keep me until the right time to kill me. My name is Maizi, but my situation is more like a pig approaching the end of the year, full of dangers.
So I couldn't help but start to think, should I pretend to think for a while.
Motto: The power of life is very powerful