As a "tool man" sent by a higher plane to save the world, Lin Yu'an gave himself the identity of an ordinary high school student.
Every day I pretended not to be able to solve math problems and secretly dealt with the creeping shadows under my desk.
Until that day, the chalk dust in the classroom suddenly solidified into a gray-white slime monster and pounced on the screaming classmates.
Just as he was about to take action, the ceiling surveillance probe turned sharply.
——On the other side of the screen, the man who controls the global data flow narrowed his eyes: "I found you."
Later, a wave of monsters broke out, and Lin Yuan stood on the ruins to expand the realm of time and space.
A cold breath came from behind: "Is it fun to pretend to be a mortal?"
The golden thread of the world's rules was wrapped around his fingertips: "Stay, or I will advance the end."
Intention: I just want to be a salted fish