The Sea of ​​The Universe: the Leisurely Diary of the Owner of the Island of Social Fear

When Qin Chuan was hit by a car, the first feeling in his soul was relief. There are no bull-headed and horse-faced faces, only a gleaming cosmic sea and a deserted island at your feet. "Finally no more meetings..." He knelt down and touched the glowing sand. When the stardust condensed into the first brick in his hand, Qin Chuan smiled. At the end of the universe where there are no ghosts, he will use his social fear concentration to create the most perfect autistic paradise.