I am an F-level fogger.
Dream: receive 800 yuan of subsistence allowance and live in peace.
Reality: The whole school thinks I'm faking it.
Classmate: "Is the God of Death reincarnated?"
Me: "... Didn't wake up."
Zhao Tiancheng: "Took drugs! Died suddenly!"
Me: "... I ate leek buns."
Instructor: "The hidden hero!"
Me: "... I just want to ask where I can get the minimum living allowance."
[Ding! Every time they think something up, I become stronger.
System: If you don't fight for 30 days, your soul will suffer backlash.
Me: ... I'm numb.
——I said I was a waste, but they insisted that I was a god.
