Ling Junwan, as one of many painters with eccentric temperaments and different sects, has a very interesting little hobby.
He wrote down the future he imagined in his paintings. He liked to see people's disbelief and regret after experiencing the stories he painted. Seeing them want to take revenge on him, but had to endure it, made Ling Junwan feel happy and complacent, and also made him admired and ridiculed by countless people. His works were worth thousands of dollars, but only a few people got them. Some people even broke down emotionally and tore them up with their own hands.
Ling Junwan thought that he would continue to have fun like this for the rest of his life.
But maybe God felt that he owed him too much. At the age of 23, Ling Junwan was the unlucky guy who was killed in a terrorist attack. Looking at the flying bullet, he didn't have any boring excuses like "My life should not be cut off", but he thought in surprise:
"They actually use tungsten alloy. They are really rich."
"Tsk, it's not impossible to take the first step, and it's not impossible to go to hell to have some fun."
Ling Junwan suddenly became happy because of his boring search. But when he woke up again, it was neither the gloomy underworld he imagined nor another life after reincarnation, but an incomprehensible and strange world that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.
"Ding, it has been detected that the player is about to die. Welcome to the copy of "The Realm of Nothingness". I wish you a happy game!"
The withering god will welcome back his lover.
Crazy criticizes neurotic loyal dog painter, intuitive, gentle, divine and beautiful woman
Intention: family, friendship