Nothing but Negative Energy

Cultivation? What a load of crap. There are so many geniuses, so what's the point of cultivating?

Romance? It takes too much time and effort. I'd rather hit the red-light district and pick up a girl.

Great experts? Sorry, this world doesn't have Ultraman.

Friends? I don't have any.

Those who leave ** are either divine beings or primordial beasts.

I don't want to work hard anymore. Maybe a System can save me.

The Negative Energy Spreading System is starting up...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.