"Lord Su, the bandits said they'll spare the people of the city if they can borrow your head."
"Lord Su, go in peace. We'll take care of your wife and children for you."
Su Heng opened his eyes and looked at the colleagues filling the room, each with their own schemes. He gave a cold laugh.
He died once, twice, ten times...
By the time he opened his eyes for the ten-thousandth time, Su Heng pushed away the blade in front of him and slapped the officer across the face.
"Don't bother taking care of my wife and children. That position of yours looks pretty good. I'll take a seat."
With the power to reload endlessly, Su Heng discovered that there were no truly impossible situations in this chaotic age.
Every seemingly fatal predicament was just a game of wits missing some crucial information.
Since he could start over as many times as he wanted, he would rebuild the rules on these ruins, and make them his own!
The author writes very well!!!