The Tianqiong system gave me a balance of -673, an F-level pariah. Three thousand people in the live broadcast room watched me being hit by a luxury car, and the comments read "Quickly die" on the screen. I couldn't get up, my vision was blurred, and I pressed my hand on the traffic light pole on the roadside. The red light suddenly flashed. The sky tore apart, a figure carrying a giant bronze door crashed into the street, and a ten-meter pit exploded on the ground. He turned to stare at the luxury car and grinned: "Which grandson would touch my landlord?" My balance jumped to -999. The live broadcast room exploded. The rewards rained down on me, and as my balance became more negative, hot threads grew in my spine, connecting more cracks. Three days later, all the richest people in the city jointly offered a reward for my head. I stood at the top of the tallest tower in Xinjing, with the green light above my head lighting up the entire city. Behind him, three thousand worlds descended.
