My name is Feng Xue. I travel through time. There were words in my head: I will live to be sixty...

heaven.

At first, I didn't panic. I just thought that everything has its consequences. Since my lifespan is short, there must be a way to extend it. I looked it up online, but the writing was unclear, and everywhere it was written crookedly, "Daily World." I still couldn't sleep, so I searched carefully for half the night, and finally I could make out the implied words, and the entire book was written with two words: "Shorten your lifespan"!

I was probably sick and couldn't sleep, so I went to a mahjong hall and played mahjong for a few days. Then I found a dark and windy day, hoping to try my luck, and it actually gave me a glimmer of hope.

Observers say:

The bonds you form are a destiny of time travel, and the illness you suffer is a disease that causes you to die young.

What you do is work that shortens your life, but what you seek is longevity.

At a glance, I can tell that it's time for me to live longer.

PS: This book is not a competition novel. Playing mahjong is only limited to the first chapter. There is time travel through the heavens. This is not fan fiction, that's all.

My name is Feng Xue, I am 24 years old, imprisoned in the Beehive Prison. I have no memory of my previous life, and I don’t know if I am married or not.

I came from a time travel. I live in a single room in the prison. My cellmates and prison guards respect me very much, but I still have to work on the sewing machine until mealtime every day.

I don’t smoke, and there is no alcohol to drink in the prison. The lights are turned off at 10 o’clock in the evening. After falling asleep, I must use the gold finger to start a game of pigeon until dawn, and never miss any opportunity to inherit the power of my previous life.

The gold finger told me that my previous life was good at painting, wanted to enter the art college but failed, and then joined the army, and now I am in prison.

Now, an option appeared in front of me, asking me what to do next?

Got it, I want to write a book.

ps: Although the gold finger mode is similar to the integrated strategy of Arknights, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t played it.

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world.

"Does this mean that I will become a monster?"

In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith.

"Then I am a god!"

In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear.

"I will become the master of ghost stories!"

But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense.

"It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories."

But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either.

"Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."

Lord of Mysteries

As soon as the traverser opened his eyes, he saw a crazy beauty looking at him with a smile, and in front of him was a bottle of secret prayer potion.

If he drank it, he would die later, but if he didn’t drink it, he would die now, so he drank the potion and became [Bridan’s Donkey].

PS1: The original way of this book, the golden finger is the source quality and uniqueness.

PS2: The protagonist travels through time similar to Zhou Mingrui.