One Bad Review, I Became the Biggest Variable in Fengshen

Lu Zhao, who was born in the Dabie Mountains, has always had his hand holding a paintbrush soaked in ice water from takeaway boxes. After three years of art college, the only thing he was proficient in was copying the bronze patterns of The Romance of the Gods for a game company. Until one rainy night, due to a negative review order sent to an abandoned weather station, he held the ancestral bronze compass and fell into the late Yin and Shang Dynasties when the list of gods was just beginning. Here, the illusion of the nine-tailed fox collides with the clairvoyance of the art student, "If you want to dig out your heart? Then use 3D printing technology to create a seven-hole nano-heart; Zhu Xian formation? What Meituan riders are best at is cracking the "certain death" route. With a bronze compass cursed by bad reviews on his left hand and an anti-gravity e-donkey modified by his roommate on his right hand, Lu Zhao pressed "Delivered" in the Fengshen World. This time, he wanted to show Heavenly Dao how a wild child crawling out of the mountains could use a broken writing brush to alter the script of conferring gods carefully arranged by the saints into the craziest Shang and Zhou punks. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.