[Anti-routine + dark flow + concept god + live broadcast of killing gods]
Lin Yan made a wish to the goddess: he doesn't want to work overtime, he wants a family, and he doesn't want to be a nine-nine-sixer again.
The goddess smiled: "Satisfy you."
The next second, the earth exploded.
When he opened his eyes again, he became the lowest level [serf] in another world. The muddy thatched house, the frozen dirt and garbage, and even the gastric acid burning in the stomach.
Family? It was the stable in the lord's property.
Not working? That's called "obligation."
Talent? The title of serf will lock you in for life: the damage done to the superior will be halved, but committing suicide is still illegal!
In this world where everyone screams to kill time travellers, nobles hunt time travellers for bounties, knights patrol the streets with firearms, and above the clouds, a group of "gods" are broadcasting live, watching his despair as a reality show.
Lin Yan thought this was hell.
Until the noble lady dragged him into the basement and whipped him for three days and three nights——
[Hidden Title Activation: Compound Interest of Victims]
Pain is not torture, it is capital! It's fuel! He is the concept god!
Whipping for strength, bullet wounds for speed, despair for intelligence! The closer he is to death, the more terrifying he becomes!
While the barrage in the live broadcast room was still saying "Hahaha", Lin Yan had already crushed the noble's head, torn apart the hunter team, stood up from the pool of blood, and raised his middle finger to the void.
"Have you had enough of the show?"
"Now, it's my turn."
They thought he was the worst clown in the live broadcast room.
Little did he know that there was an old god hidden within him.
And this time traveler hunting game——
It's time to switch hunters.
