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The forest flowers have withered their spring reds and disturbed the summer greens. They sigh at the autumn yellows and are reluctant to let go of the cold winter, which is too hasty. Ten years ago, six-year-old Li Er walked into the town alone. Ten years later, the waiter with a rag on his shoulders wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked at the old immortal in front of him, and was confused in his heart: "The waiter is still ranked in the immortal class? Big~~ big question!"

The book contains the background of the wasteland world and its huge and complete world system and complex world view. There is no protagonist in this world, and the protagonist is not the chosen one. Not powerful. There is no stronger life or special ability than others. Not the center of the universe, not special. Just a mortal.