I'm Heavy ************

In my last life, I struggled at the bottom of the Western Fantasy Continent. I was chased by Warcraft, tricked by nobles, and betrayed by my teammates. In the end, I died without even ashes. I thought I could change the script to a more comfortable one after rebirth, but when I opened my eyes, the [All-member strategy system] was directly bound to my forehead. Bite! Welcome to the high-risk Western fantasy world] [All currently available targets have been refreshed——] [Holy and sinister Holy Son of the Holy See × 1] [The grumpy young master of the dragon clan × 1] [Social Fear of Innocent Elf Priest × 1] [The sinister and crazy vampire Duke × 1] [The abstinent and poisonous-tongued dean of the magic academy × 1] [Hidden guide: Abyss Monarch × 1] The system coldly broadcast: [Host mission: capture the top powerhouses in the continent. Failure punishment: soul annihilation and sudden death on the spot. I looked at the long list of bosses I couldn't afford to offend and was petrified on the spot: "It's not... I'll be reborn when I'm reborn. Why are all the men in the world my targets?!" Others are reborn: counterattack, revenge, and dominate the continent. I was reborn: hiding from the Holy Son, running from the dragon clan, hiding from the elves, flashing the blood clan, and running away from the dean.