Her girlfriend carried a slightly warped frying pan to the wobbly, chipped wooden table and placed a fried egg on top of some minced meat. Then she sat down.,A multitude of products constantly appear before people, overwhelming their senses. As he walked down the street, he saw a slogan on a promotional poster: "Ari Dai, A Thread of Niu Dai." In his view, this world, this society, was paved with gold; all he needed to do was bend down and pick it up.,His blood was simmering, his heart pounding with newfound strength. Deep within him, a yearning burned; he believed with every fiber of his being that his journey through time held purpose.。