Welcome to the professional death game
Those chosen by the gods will die
Pulled into this game
As long as you clear this game, you can make a wish to the gods and be resurrected
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Xie Wei can feel the emotions of any living being
He relies on this ability just because he can identify the other person's emotions towards him
Until his 23rd birthday
Xie Wei was killed by his doting younger brother.
When he felt his life draining away little by little and his consciousness gradually fainted,
Several voices rang in his ears
"The player has been detected as eligible"
"Welcome to the professional death game, my dear deceased - Xie Wei"
"Your identity is---"
"Please do whatever it takes to survive."
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"Players please prevent others from making wishes to gods"
"Then I will make a wish to the gods."
The system slowly deducted one?
Xie Wei smiled
"Can't I only make a promise once? If I make a promise to someone else, I can't do it again."
Intention: Fake can never be true