Jiang Han's fingertips still had unfinished code, and he died suddenly at his desk at three in the morning. When he woke up in the pile of rotten leaves, the smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and what he saw was the Xuantian Continent filled with demonic energy. Under the law of survival of the jungle, he touched half of the blood-stained jade pendant in his arms and suddenly laughed out loud - he was a 996 social animal in his previous life, and now he has to be the most ruthless knife.
