{Lin Fan, a modern social animal, traveled into a fantasy world after sleeping. There was no system or grandfather, and even the novice gift bag was just a piece of rubble with the word "Come on" written on it. Others rely on talent and resources to practice cultivation, but he relies on his talk to avoid crises - when he encounters monsters, he pretends to be crazy and says, "Brother, my flesh is sour", and when he sees a sect trying to grab a treasure, he lies and says, "This thing has athlete's foot." I wanted to wait until retirement, but because my complaints were too outrageous, I accidentally became a "mysterious expert": I was misunderstood and pointed out geniuses, and was regarded as a hidden boss. Even the villains came to me to beg to "scold him to wake up". From then on, Lin Fan embarked on the outrageous path of "the harsher the complaints, the higher the level of force", but he was worried every day: When will these fantasy bosses discover that he is really a trash talker? }
