[An Anime-Inspired, Self-Indulgent Story]
This is a messed-up world filled with bling-bling magical girls, gigantic disaster beasts, weirdos with a screw loose, and evil organizations handing out smutty little books everywhere.
There's the witch system, the weirdo system, the martial arts system, the superpower system… There's bound to be one that suits you.
Xu Qing watches his best bro transform into a beautiful girl right in front of him, then slowly says:
“Bro, I've never asked anyone for anything in my life, but I need a favor from you today.”
(Also known as “Bro, You Smell So Good,” “Your Hands Are So Small and Pale,” “Bro, Your Waist Is So Slim,” “I Can't Hold It In, Bro, Help Me Out,” and “How Are You a Girl?!”)
(The author has no roots, so enter at your own risk.)
Salted fish, will you update this book? It looks pretty good right now. There should be no shortage of traffic if I write it. So, hey, Xianyu, why have you fallen so low? You can only update your murderous intention once a day.
The past is over, I just want to finish this book
Come on ૮₍ •᎔•₎ა
Hee hee toot toot Well, I came to this book just to ask, um, whether Endless Murder is finished or not. If you don't write anything later, just tell me not to have any expectations.