[Teamwork + scheming + AI System + wild imagination + satisfying + very satisfying + extremely satisfying]
[A meteor shower gradually reveals the truth about the world.]
Unreliable parents;
A sweet but crazy little sister;
A group of lively young teammates;
And Qionglin, an AI spirit who mutters all day, lacks any underlying logic, and gets no attention.
I'm a dashing young man born with a disability, still confined to a wheelchair, yet I've been forced into becoming a schemer.
What can I do? The greatest upheaval in ten thousand years is upon us, and this is an age of fierce competition. If we don't advance, we'll fall behind.
I can't exactly lead my teammates to ruin, can I? For the sake of a brighter future, we can only fight our way through every obstacle...
As for the truth, does it matter?
Only if you live to the end. Then whatever the truth is, I get to decide!
"Qionglin, will saying it like this get me more followers?"
"Yes, but you'll have to get on your knees!"
"Can I trade these things for more followers?" Bai Luo took out a pile of Origin Weapons, Heavenly Meteor Crystals, Origin Essences, Divine Cores, sacred artifacts...
"Yes, but you'll need some underlying logic!"
"Fine, fine. Then will beating you up get me more followers?"
Bai Luo cracked his knuckles, exuding a sinister aura.
Qionglin pleaded and dodged, darting this way and that.
