Will You Become Stronger by Writing a Book? the Black Shop Was Attacked at the Beginning

"I am reborn, and I have a golden finger. I can become stronger by writing books. But—— Zhao Shi was riding on a snorting horse, looking at the desolation and ruin in front of him, stroking his beard and mumbling to himself. "In these chaotic times, who would still read a book? It would be too smokey to burn it as firewood. " Shaking his head and throwing the chaotic thoughts behind him, he jumped on his horse and whipped his whip, and galloped away with his hoofs stepping on the soil mixed with the smell of blood. Only Zhao Shi's decisive words echoed in the village, dissipating into the air along with the billowing smoke and dust. "In that case... Then I will end this troubled world,"