The Seventy-Two Techniques of Earth Evil: I Control the World with My Magical Power

You are just wasting social resources by living! The moment the developer kicked away Chen's father's urn, the right side of Chen Changsheng's face was bruised with bones on the cement floor. The heavy rain washed away the ancient house that was crushed by the excavator. He watched helplessly as the ancestral house guarded by the seventy-two generations of the Chen family was turned into ruins. His back molars were gritted so hard that blood burst out - until he was thrown into the dry well that concealed the Chen family's thousand-year secrets. In the weightless fall, blood drops dripped into the depths of darkness, seventy-two golden patterns rose into the sky, and the technique of connecting to the underworld and exorcising gods was initiated! What the developers don't know is that this well connects three thousand worlds! When the Rolls-Royce motorcade surrounded the ancestral home again, what Fatty saw was no longer a poor man who was being bullied. Yin soldiers took advantage of the road to blockade the ten-mile neighborhood, carried mountains and water to hang the financial building upside down, used the wind to spread fog to block the satellite's sky eye - Chen Changsheng stepped on the developer's twisted head and looked at the seventy-two cracks in the world emerging in the sky: It turns out that what his father is guarding is the last door to destiny for the human race." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.