Your Stats Are Mine [Infinite]

After losing his memories, Ning Buwang was pulled into a horror game called The Land of Illusions and became a player. The game's death rate was close to one hundred percent. The "spectators" took pleasure in betting on players' deaths, and only the few who survived could claim points from the prize pool. Ning Buwang was seriously ill, and the exclusive weapon he drew was a feather pen with no offensive power whatsoever. Everyone bet he would be the first to die. Only Ning Buwang discovered that he could see the status screens of every monster and player in the instance. His weapon's skill let him spend points to swap his status screen with someone else's for a limited time. Ning Buwang looked at his own pitiful stats, his empty points balance, and the ever-growing death bounty on his head. I've got a plan.jpg * So Ning Buwang went into full-on death-seeking mode in the instances: ignoring NPC warnings, violating the boss's taboos, destroying an evil god's shrine while a kill countdown ticked overhead... The "spectators" kept raising their bets on his death, certain he would die in the next instance. Yet every time, Ning Buwang escaped certain death unscathed and walked away with all their points. The "spectators": ... No way. He survived that too? Until Ning Buwang angered the most terrifying hidden boss in the game, and divine punishment descended from the heavens-- The young man turned his pen into a sword and chopped the evil god into mincemeat. Everyone: What?! * [Hidden Status Screen] [Name]: Ning Buwang [Health]: ??? [Attack]: ??? The legendary, cold and aloof strongest player took the young man's hand and placed a reverent kiss upon it. "In this land of illusions, you are the only god." [Reader's Guide] Iceberg top × a death-seeking, nihilistic savior bottom who keeps his focus The original blurb was awkward to write, so I revised it heavily, but the overall direction hasn't changed. Theme: Cherish life