Lin Yan traveled through time in the blink of an eye.

He traveled to the world of the Chinese comic Fox Spirit Matchmaker, and became a dying beggar.

The wind was freezing at the moment, and Lin Yan had very little strength left. He could only huddle in a corner, feeling somewhat desperate as the vitality in his body gradually faded away.

Although he was a time traveler and even had the golden finger [a system that could make one stronger by eating], he had no chance to use it. After all, the reason he fell into such a situation was because he had nothing to eat.

At this moment, a pair of white and soft little hands, with a fragrance that made Lin Yan a little addicted, pulled Lin Yan up.

"I'm in a good mood today!"

"I'll give you a meat bun as a reward!"

Lin Yan traveled through time and space in the blink of an eye. He traveled to the world of Demon Slayer, to the body of a dying beggar. The wind was freezing cold, and Lin Yan had no strength at all. He could only huddle in a corner, feeling the vitality in his body gradually disappearing in despair. As a traveler, he even had the golden finger [a system that can make you stronger by eating], but he had no chance to use it. After all, the reason why he fell into such a situation was because he had nothing to eat. At this moment, a pair of slightly immature hands full of wounds pulled Lin Yan up.