A burned-out programmer mocks a wish-fulfillment Western fantasy novel, only to transmigrate into a disposable lord who is supposed to be roasted by a dragon in the first chapter! From the start, he kills his manservant, casually slaps a dragon, and starts charging a “smell tax,” turning his territory into a 24/7 grind empire in just three days. He gets his hands on a “comment System,” and the more readers complain, the more outrageous his cheats become: today he hangs someone from a lamppost, tomorrow he sells indulgences, and the day after that he kidnaps a prince and livestreams it! The Saintess is forced to work, dragons sign labor contracts, and a hundred thousand troops are blown into fireworks by slimes. He's decisive and ruthless, yet afraid of being alone. He drives the empire into bankruptcy, then opens a bubble tea shop for his daughter. When the gods pass judgment, he tears up the script and declares, “I'm done acting in this lousy book!”
