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This is the tragic (lucky) story of an interstellar exile who was bombarded by the Moon City and sent to Gensokyo. In my imagination, I thought I was an expert, industrialized, and machines became gods, but the reality is... Go away, you damn Yuedu people, go away, stop bombarding me... I wake up from a wonderful fantasyland every day. I am a person who has a great taste in life. Yes, I eat Guanyin soil for breakfast, and I use Yonglin brand pills when I am sick. Then I use money to bribe Reimu and threaten Zima with force. By the way, I also have trouble with Wenwen... Uh, not this one. In short, I am really a gentleman and a great person. I am such a noble person, hahahaha...