I, a thirty-year-old hard-working social worker, fell into a coma in the bathroom, and found myself waking up in the world of an ancient romance novel, "The Love of Immortals and Demons in Another World: The Overbearing Demon Lord Falls in Love with Me."
Cultivation? It's good to cultivate immortality! Cultivation is better than working!
While fishing and cultivating, on the day I passed through the thunder tribulation, I was told that I did not have the bones to cultivate immortality and would not be able to break through the golden elixir stage in this life.
But at the same time, I heard mechanical and electronic sounds resounding in the sea of consciousness:
"Congratulations to the host, you have successfully activated the 'If you don't complain, you will die' system."
"As long as you complete enough tasks and meet the experience points required for upgrading, this system can help you become an immortal!"
Me: Is your system a serious system? Does it sound like a pig-killing scam?
Under the guidance of the system, I successfully complained about the plot of this book.
The heroine was in trouble and was PUAed out of Stockholm by the demon king male protagonist. She and the male protagonist looked at each other affectionately. I sneered at the side: "I can no longer raise any interest in admonishing. Now I am just watching the fun. You probably killed someone in your previous life, so let's talk about it in this life." This love may not be accumulating blessings for you in the next life. If I have any advice, I only have one suggestion, that is, don't break up and believe in the Buddha. The Buddha said that if you are a cow and a horse in this life, you will enjoy happiness in the next life. You can rely on this for enlightenment. "
The backup male lead waited for the heroine infatuatedly, and finally waited until the hero and heroine became intimate with each other. On that day, he stood outside the door of the hero and heroine's room and almost shed tears. I stood behind him and narrated thoughtfully: "Spring is here, and it's the season of animal breeding. The male lion who loses in the battle loses the right to be the mother in the group~ Senior brother, don't be discouraged. When they give birth to the child, if you work as a nanny, you will still have a chance to see the junior sister who is now a wife, right?"
At the martial arts competition, the demon king made a grand appearance. In the silence, my voice shocked everyone: "Load! Damn it! Put your tongue away, it's really not wonderful! Does your smoky makeup and Barbie fluorescent pink lipstick play a, uh, styling role? Also, don't touch your chin like a fly anymore!"
God, these words are really not what I want to say... Although I do complain in my heart, I really don't want to point it out so loudly in such an embarrassing situation! Don't look at me like this, okay? Hand! Take your hand away from the sword!
So, I lived a peaceful life like this. I was hunted down because of my bad mouth and had to curl up like crazy.
But, did I make a mistake? Did the heroine just roll her eyes at the hero?
Philosophy: A thirty-year-old social animal goes through a book and embarks on an adventurous journey to seek selfhood and freedom in the world of immortality.