What’s Wrong with Being a Lunatic in a Bizarre World?

Beneath the crimson red moon. A figure hunched over, muttering to himself. “Where is the little dog?” My name is Lin Jiangwang, and I transmigrated into a strange world. First, I need to make one thing clear: I’m not mentally ill. Second, I really did see the little dog. If you don’t believe me, come with me. We’ll go catch the little dog together.