Chaos Mo Realm, the Divine Realm I Created with My Own Hands

Sudden death after staying up late? No, I traveled into the waste world that I drew! Who I am? I am the only creation god in this Fang Mo Realm! The street painter in reality is the supreme god in charge of all things here. Young Master Zhao She arrogantly clears the place and wants to kill the mute girl next to me? I saw through his fatal flaw of "severe fear of heights" at a glance, and said lightly: "It's so high today." Snap! The power of gravity was instantly deprived, and the dignified young master became afraid of heights. He knelt down and begged for mercy, and was smashed into a pulp! The cold-faced inspector Qing Mo is enforcing the law with a chain, and wants to lock me back? I tampered with the rules with my backhand, the hard chain shattered inch by inch, and my skills backfired, causing her to run headlong into my arms. From law enforcer to personal maid, all it takes is one rewrite. The Council of Order and the perfect plan are all experience packages in my eyes. The top strong men and Taoist giants are just ants in my writing. Since I painted this world, I can change it however I want! The withered pen in the left hand determines the world, and the ham sausage in the right hand is rotten. Now, who is in favor and who is against? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.