Wang Yuan is completely baffled. What the heck is going on? Why are all my wishes suddenly coming true? A supernatural ability? A golden finger?
Feeling the incomparable power within him, Wang Yuan has gotten carried away: As long as I believe I can do something, then there's no way I can't do it!
"Then let's start with a small goal," Wang Yuan says, feeling his chin as he gives an evil grin. "For example, what if I believe I'm a god?"
The author has something wrong with his head, and this book isn't suitable for normal people. If you can't handle a dark writing style, please steer clear. I beg you.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
This is the author's first book in Feilu, but there are too many blocked chapters. The author is physically and mentally exhausted from revising it, and he really can't revise it anymore, so he is ready to abandon the article temporarily. The original intention of writing this book at that time was to vent the negative energy in my body. During that time, I was under great pressure and my thoughts became extreme. I kowtowed to everyone and apologized. Bang bang bang! Kowtow. . .
Too self-righteous and the protagonist is too useless
Hey hey hey update update
Isn't it cool that there hasn't been an update for so long?