Give up on You on the Seventh Dusk

"About the fact that I die for nothing in every life" My name is Tao Xiaotao, a glutton and a professional starving ghost. In the first life, I chewed my fingers and starved to death on the road to escape. My last words were: "In the next life... I want to be a rat in the imperial kitchen..." In the second life, I became a rat in the imperial kitchen and was caught by the chef while stealing ginseng soup. He smiled kindly: "Want to be full? I'll help you." - Then I became a "steamed white jade rat", complaining while cooking in the cage: "The treatment... Burp... Has improved..." In the ninth life, I realized it! There is no future if you go it alone, you have to industrialize! As a result, there was a "good and evil canteen" in the capital: the corrupt officials finished eating my decapitation meal and ransacked my house that night; the bully finished eating my farewell chicken and died suddenly in the morning. I squatted on the roof and counted the money, feeling happy. Until the creditor came to my door and handed me a stack of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine bills: "Taotie, you've been owed takeout money for nine lifetimes." I looked at the chicken legs in my hand, and then at the steamer in his hand. ... Is it still too late to run now?