A deliveryman from Chengdu crashed into the world of martial arts on a rainy night. He trained hard for three years to build a muscular body, but when he woke up, he got the most derided job in the continent - Guanhualang.
Third-class vase assistant, the kind specially used to encourage flowers and amuse the nobles.
Everyone was waiting to see his joke, until the beasts in the downtown area——
He swung an eighty-pound hammer, and the head of the hammer exploded into a circle of withered petals, burning the monster into ashes; he used a blue flower in his backhand to heal a homeless person with a broken leg.
Abolition of office? I am the only one in all eternity who holds the dual priesthood of life and death!
Withered and glorious double hammers, blooming flowers save people, but withered petals bury gods.
A stall was set up in the market to save people, an aristocratic family was destroyed in the arena, and a seven-story flower arrangement was opened in a secret place in the wilderness.
Others relied on the blood system to change their lives against the odds, while he relied on the tenacity he developed through five years of running food orders.
"Leave a thin line in your life, so that we can meet each other when the flowers bloom."
In this life, he will smash that bullshit order that "talent determines everything" with a hammer.
