My name is Hongyu, I'm from Longmen, and I'm probably a time traveler.

I used to think I'd be different from most time travelers, living a relatively stable life.

After all, this continent of Terra is... a little too peaceful.

The families of Dayan haven't lost anyone. The deep-sea crisis has long since vanished, the mineral sickness has been conquered, the Syracuse family's rule is gone, and Ursus has even had its revolution...

So what could I do? Couldn't I just run my own grocery store and go fishing in the river with a certain koi?

Yes, that's what I thought at first.

Until I received a letter from the back door of my grocery store, and that letter was dated back to Dayan a thousand years ago.

Out of curiosity, I wrote a reply to this strange letter.

The moment I put it in the mailbox...

I had traveled back to Dayan a thousand years ago...

Hongyu: Huh?

The doctor is dead.

It was only then that the operators belatedly realized how overwhelming and deep their love had been.

Don't let love come too late, and don't regret not saying "I love you" to your loved one.

Caring for PhDs living alone, but do we remember love?

Lin Luo, equipped with the Minecraft mod system, transmigrated to the world of Arknights. He discovered that he wasn't the only one who had transmigrated; his former silly groupmate from the game group, Kazimierz, also appeared. A knight, engulfed in flames and known as the Lord of Cinder, appeared. On the frozen tundra of Ursus, amidst the legend of the Reunion Movement's massive southward march on Sarkaz with countless Apocalypse Tanks, a sharpshooter who could regenerate health simply by breathing appeared. Along the Iberian coastline, the Inquisitors watched in horror as swarms of insects preyed on the Sealings. And in the southern suburbs of Victoria, Lin Luo excitedly crawled out of the ruins of an assembly line: "The Philosopher's Stone of equivalent exchange, obtained!"

Luo Zhen is a dedicated time traveler, an angel from Lateran. As a recognized good young man, Luo Zhen's life goal is to open a restaurant in Lungmen, marry a wife, and live a comfortable life. Until one day, a fallen angel named Mostima appeared in front of Luo Zhen. She smiled gracefully and knelt on one knee: "The three-year deadline has expired, please return to your position, Son of God." Luo Zhen turned to his accomplices and said: "Archangel, Texas, tie her up!" "OvO?" Mostima's head was full of question marks. Luo Zhen patted her shoulder and said earnestly: "Mo, my days in Lungmen taught me that angels have limits." "So I don't want to be an angel anymore, little Mo! Come to Rhodes Island to be an operator!"