Something's Wrong with My Simulation Game

Fighting City-Legend of the Brave-Throne of Gods Lin Bei, who had struggled for three years before finally opening the system, thought that he would soon reach the pinnacle of life with his golden finger. However, he did not expect that with the emergence of source beasts and secret realms, the style of painting in the real world would unknowingly go astray. "Fortunately, there's something wrong with my simulation game too!" Lin Bei, who stood on the corpse of a hundred-meter-high Origin Beast with a sword in his hand, sighed helplessly.