My name is Wei Sheng. I am twenty-eight this year. Suddenly, I died. Then again, I encountered a system that claimed to be the first grader of junior high school.
System (serious): Do you want to be resurrected? Do you want to reach the top of your life? As long as you are bound to me, all of these can be satisfied.
Wei Sheng (expressionless): Not interested.
System: ... Can restore your face.
Wei Sheng (serious face): "Okay, let's bind it."
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Narcissism, disfigurement, ruthless victimization, and gradual blackening of paranoid attacks
Attacking is all done by one person
Intention: love