You Made Me Stay Single for Two Thousand Years? How Will You Make It Up to Me?

"A god messed up and left me single for two thousand years? I deserve compensation for that!"

The King of Hell waves a hand. "Don't worry. I'll arrange everything!"

So, when Bai Yujing is nineteen again,

The King of Hell says, "A fortune, beautiful women, world-class high jumper, top scorer in the college entrance exam, 100-meter sprint champion, NBA-level superstar, top-tier comic artist... I'll arrange all of it!"

At first, though, people have plenty of doubts about him, with the gods on his side:

"Apart from being a little handsome, I don't believe he can high jump."

"A spoiled rich kid like him, partying at bars and karaoke rooms every day? He'll get 300 points at most on the college entrance exam."

"With all those gorgeous women around him, how many kidneys does he have? And he wants to run the 100 meters? What a joke."

"What? At 1.80 meters tall, he thinks he can take on professional basketball players?"

"You can draw comics? Who are you trying to fool?"

Facing their doubts, Bai Yujing smiles faintly.

"Time for my show!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.