My name is Zhang Yushun, a time traveler, a professional magic stick, and the only designated immortal of Shaliu Village part-time.
I actually don't want to do this job.
I just used the system to change the cup of water when the locust plague came. As a result, the whole village believed that I was their legendary thigh.
Okay, in order to survive, I admit it.
But I didn't expect that these villagers' brainstorming abilities were so outrageous. I dug a hole, and they said it was the "Formation of the Gods." I recruited a group of bandits, and they said they were "magic soldiers descended from heaven." My partner who was looking forward to my death every day also became, in their words, "the Vajra Protector who tests my Taoist heart."
Now, they are chanting my name, going to conquer the Red Flame Valley that can move mountains and fill seas...
I just want to say: It's so difficult for me! Whoever wants to be this god should be so!
