Zhang San, who stepped on a bad manhole cover on the road and fell into the world of werewolves and matryoshka dolls, found out in despair that in the infinitely refreshed world, he could never get a good identity card. He was a conspirator/conspirator/careerist/reserve murderer/perverted stalker/yandere black market doctor... As soon as he landed, he would either stride on the road of illegal crime, or run wildly on the smooth road of destruction.
System: Host, don't worry, all our worlds are guaranteed to be full of evil people. Although you are not a good person, neither are others!
Chapter 3 (Hold the twenty-four-character motto tightly): Damn it, verbally! There is no future in the legal channel! After all, there is a limit to how you can go against justice! So, I won't be a bad guy!
System: Oh, then you have to be a scapegoat - (Rolling up sleeves) As long as no one finds out, you still did the bad things. :)
Chapter 3: ... It's probably not too late to put yourself in jail now.
System: Dear, there are no prisons or other settings in this world. :)
Zhang San pondered for a long time and slowly said: I don't think it's possible... After all, why do I have to destroy the world?
It took a long time for the system to realize what a big mistake it was to force a host who was used to patching the sky to pierce it.
Ps: Not in love, not in love, not in love, I love being single, being single loves me.
Chapter 3: What's the point of falling in love? Isn't it great to build socialism?
Purpose: Fighting crime starts with me.