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Bolson has traveled to this magical world for several years. As a descendant of a marginalized nobleman, he opened a prop shop out of interest. Thanks to his ability to extract [elements] from everything in the world and make them into props, his props all have a strong personal style. "How are these [two brushes] used?" "Dye it, you can dye it whatever you want." "That's not a big deal." Within seconds, the customer was begging Bolson to take away her powers and change him, oh no, her back to her original form. "As I said, anything can be dyed, including chromosomes." This is still a small fight. When he enrolls at the University of Milbin, the conflicts will only increase. Soon, the country bumpkins in the royal capital discovered that something was not right about this guy, and even fatal injuries could not kill him. Only Bolson knew that he would not be injured like ordinary people. Instead, he would always have a health bar in front of him. Being attacked would only reduce the health bar. Just like the characters in the game. In 1852, Professor Kennedy of the University of Milbin said: "As long as I live, I will not let Bolson graduate smoothly!" As soon as this statement came out, it immediately attracted widespread attention from all over the world. The five-star general Jack Arthur of neighboring countries was quite shocked by this. In 1853, legendary professor Kennedy was assassinated. In the same year, Bolson graduated with honors from Milbin University.

At present, mankind is facing an unprecedented crisis. The demon army is so powerful that it almost drives out all humans. Human elites gathered in the conference room to discuss strategies. Commander: "Damnable demon, I will definitely avenge you for the death of my subordinates!" Elf: "My bow and arrows will help you!" Dwarf: "And my axe!" Knight Commander: "And my sword!" Wizard: "And my staff!" Everyone finished expressing their opinions one after another, and then all looked at Silo, who had been silent. Silo was silent for a moment, then raised his hand, and countless corpses crawled out of the ground. Silo: "And your dead subordinates..."