In Order to Survive, the Kind-Hearted Me Tries My Best to Be a Devil

A funny article, no system, no plug-ins, just a broken old man who calls me a loser every day. I traveled through time and became a demon supreme, but at the beginning I was said to be impotent! The only golden finger is the common sense from the previous life. I found myself facing three desperate situations: First, the skill can backfire at any time, and if you don't kill someone, your body will explode and die. Second, his subordinates are all rebels, and they all want to make him a throne. Third, there is still a remnant soul of the original Demon Lord living in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he calls him a waste every day. In order to survive, he had no choice but to keep a straight face and act like a moody, peerless devil. But why does he become more famous the more he tries to keep a low profile? The more he wants to save his life, the more fearful his enemies will be? When he unintentionally unified the magic etiquette with a "go" gesture, he knew that something was completely wrong... I really don't have a golden finger.