[Fantasy + Anti-routine + System + Dihua Flow + Logic Genius + Darkness] On the first day of time travel, I found that I had no brains and was about to be thrown into the abyss to feed the dogs.
The good news is that I have awakened the system, and all physical damage and mental torture can be converted into hard currency in the mall.
As a Wall Street oligarch who suddenly died at his workplace in his previous life, I instantly realized: This is not a hell start at all, this is an absolute blue ocean market with zero cost and high returns!
As a result, the style of painting was completely distorted.
Facing the assassination guild's serial killings, I held the assassin's trembling hand and frowned:
"Brother, you are using the wrong force. The knife did not penetrate the spleen, causing the pain nerves to not be completely overloaded. The output ratio is too low. It is difficult for me to settle the balance for you."
Facing the holy flames of the Holy See of Light, I bathed in the sea of fire and commented indifferently:
"The temperature is not enough and the penetration is too poor. Are you doing photosynthesis for me?"
Later, the whole continent went crazy.
The Pope regards me as a living saint, and the Abyss Demon regards me as an unspeakable terror.
And I, looking at the sky-high balance on my account, helplessly sent a reminder letter to the world:
"Can you find someone who can fight? This damn industry monopoly is really lonely as snow."
