| classification:Science fiction |
| author:retreat |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2025-12-17 16:43:27) |
To tell you the truth, Wang Ming at this moment looked quite disheveled. He was wearing a t-shirt that was dirtier than something you'd find in a trash can – it was stained and wrinkled. Even from afar, you could smell the stench of sweat emanating from him.,Wang Ming sighed inwardly, then turned and went into the house to look for something edible. Soon, the sound of rummaging through drawers and boxes came from inside the house.,Wang Ming didn't take any, but there was still one walnut left. This was because he had accidentally picked it up on the ground when he finished work yesterday. In Wang Ming's mind, picking something up and taking it were two different concepts. At this time, he naturally wouldn't let it go. He picked it up and left.。