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In the mist before the beginning of time, destiny and will decided by drawing lots who would be the master. The victor passed through the mist and came to the throne of the Creator to create the gods. Who is the winner? The one who came to the throne through the mist... Is it fate? Or will? For thousands of years, magic, potions, and ability users have appeared on the continent. But it is still like a huge tilted scale, and the painful groans of the people at the bottom are the nourishment for those at the top. The workers in the factory, the hunters in the jungle, the magicians in the academy, the aliens in the darkness, the nobles under the light of wine and the people with abilities who walk among them all. How should they choose? ? After being drunk, Li Xing traveled to this unknown world through a mysterious talisman array. With only his paintbrush by his side, he started his own journey as a capable person. "Hello, Mr. Garcia, we are not magicians~" "We are capable." "You should be an ability user as well..."