After Wang Zhichao died suddenly while working overtime, his soul traveled to a different world where swords and magic were intertwined.
I thought that after getting the standard therapist profession, I would be able to easily make money, meet beautiful women, and reach the pinnacle of life.
But his healing technique completely went astray - holy light? Doesn't exist! Every time a spell is cast, Kuku emits black smoke, just like a villain performing a live summoning of the abyss! The effect is... A little bit, but the side effects are shocking: not only can it "steal" the skills of the treatment target, but it will also come with a tailor-made "curse gift package".
As a result, the original person became impoverished, despised by everyone, and eventually fell into disrepute.
Just when Wan Zhichao was about to repeat the same mistake and starve to death in this dilapidated shack, the [Evil God's Curse Feedback System] finally came online!
The system told him: Curse? That's a great supplement! Skill fragments? Get it you! Feed yourself back and strengthen your invincibility!
So, while Wan Zhichao was tortured by the regurgitated feeding and vomited three liters of blood, he showed a sunny and cheerful smile to the client (with blood at the corner of his mouth): "This warrior/lady, don't panic! This black smoke is really a serious treatment, side effects? Non-existent! (That's weird)"
He originally wanted to secretly become stronger while vomiting blood, and make a living in a low-key manner.
But he never expected that the first heavyweight client he attracted as a fake magician would be the leader of the Holy Knights, the most beautiful, surrounded by holy light, and the embodiment of justice—Her Royal Highness Princess Freya!
Looking at that dazzling holy light and peerless face, I felt the billowing black smoke that was about to burst out of my body.
