"Your heartbeat debt: 1,000,000,000"**
On the day the Meishen system was bound, there were cockroaches floating in Lin Wei's instant noodle soup.
The system rules are bone-chilling——
? Exchange a man's madness for millimeter-level beauty
? Until you pay off your debts, you will be trapped in an ordinary body forever.
At first she lied clumsily:
He adjusted the Internet cafe camera to soft light and choked up the programmer: "There is still a shortfall of 3,000 yuan for chemotherapy..."
Later she hunted gracefully:
In a century-old teahouse in Kyoto, the sleeves of Sen no Rikyu's tea bowl passed by: "My eyes need to be nourished by Mitsubishi shares."
When the global wanted order exploded on trending searches, she was using the Saudi oil king's private satellite to send taunts:
**"Dear Mr. Detective, the way your heart is beating so fast... Is worth ten centimeters of leg length"**
*Reading Guide*
◇ Dark growth story/The heroine is extremely selfish
◇ Transnational Shura field: Shanghai second generation → Japanese chaebol → European and American oligarchs
◇ The final game of the system: God-killing atonement VS becoming a god and immortality
Intention: Not necessarily true, good or beautiful