[Ultimate Aesthetics of Violence] [Chapter 3: Killing] [Dark Text]
"Damn it! It's yellow again!"
Zhang Xianzhong opened his eyes and saw himself once again standing on the frozen street around the world.
He was given a mission by the gods to "create the best world after the disaster", and he has gone through countless reincarnations.
Farming, building a country, building a shelter... All the methods have been used, but in the end, people always treat their good intentions like donkeys, forcing people to fight among themselves, eventually leading to everyone's death.
So Zhang Xianzhong came to the conclusion in this life: Human beings cannot be trusted, so it seems best to kill them all.
Especially the one with space abilities!
In the middle of the broad street, the little beggar girl striking a match trembled and asked to herself:
"Uncle, what should I do if there is no food in my pocket?"
"No?" Zhang Xianzhong crossed his arms in confusion: "Isn't the refrigerator in other people's homes very spacious?"
(This is the story of an arrogant uncle who only found salvation from a cute little lolita.)
