Super God: My mother Hexi, this script is wrong!
I, Su Mo, am an ordinary Blue Star college student. I skip classes and play games every day. My biggest worry is that I can't catch up with the girl from the department next door. Until my eighteenth birthday, I woke up and found myself transformed into a baby and soaked in a jar. Who is this beautiful woman in front of me? Why is she staring at me? Why does it feel familiar? …
Reader comments
It seems to be more in line with the background of the time, rather than being as random as in the anime. If anything, it is better than what the original author wrote. This is the rise of a god, not only must he have absolute reason, but also have a touch of sensibility.
Interesting, I can think of this too
It feels like the author is writing an essay, not like writing a novel [face covering] [face covering]
It's a good book. I personally think it's good.
Come on author Oli, there's nothing wrong with it
The writing is not bad and the plot is quite interesting.
Free big beauty
I haven't read ahead yet, let's give it a rating first if there are 300,000 words.
The writing is okay, keep up the good work.
It's as bright as the moon covered by light clouds, and it's fluttering like the drifting snow in the returning wind.
It seems to be more in line with the background of the time, rather than being as random as in the anime. If anything, it is better than what the original author wrote. This is the rise of a god, not only must he have absolute reason, but also have a touch of sensibility.
Interesting, I can think of this too
It feels like the author is writing an essay, not like writing a novel [face covering] [face covering]
It's a good book. I personally think it's good.
Come on author Oli, there's nothing wrong with it
The writing is not bad and the plot is quite interesting.
Free big beauty
I haven't read ahead yet, let's give it a rating first if there are 300,000 words.
The writing is okay, keep up the good work.
It's as bright as the moon covered by light clouds, and it's fluttering like the drifting snow in the returning wind.