Everyone Wants Me Dead? Then I'll Become the Living King of Hell

At thirty-five, after ten years of hard work, his boss stole everything he had built and threw him out. On a stormy night, his ex-wife sent him divorce papers. Lin Mo lay in the muddy water like a dying dog, with nothing left. Then his fingers brushed the cold black cube in his pocket. [Abyss Judgment System bound.] [One rule only: absolute equivalent exchange. No exceptions, no freebies.] “Do you want power? Then trade something precious to you.” [Cost: permanently lose 50% of the vision in your right eye. Reward: absolute physical dominance!] [Cost: permanently lose your sense of color. Reward: an X-ray eye that sees through everything!] [Cost: erase your warm childhood memories. Reward: a superbrain with boundless knowledge and ability!] [Cost: permanently suppress your ability to feel emotions. Reward: absolute rationality and mental control!] To win, Lin Mo cut away his vision, his sense of color, his emotions, and even the last scraps of his human instincts, piece by piece, coldly laying them on the devil’s gambling table. Later, when the enemies who once looked down on him trembled beneath his feet; when a highly intelligent criminal investigator was driven to collapse by his schemes; when his traitorous ex-wife, eyes red, looked at him covered in blood yet not even frowning, and desperately asked whether he was in pain... Lin Mo looked at the world through colorless eyes devoid of emotion. “I’m not in pain. But you’re all going to hell.” [Complete descent into darkness] + [High-IQ mind games] + [Decisive and ruthless] + [Absolutely no saintly do-gooder] + [Belated affection is worth less than grass]