Master, Why Do I Need to Determine My Will?

On the day when he traveled through time and became a half-demon and was locked in a shabby hut waiting to die, Mo Yu had a dice in his mind. The red-clothed guards of the Demon-Slaying Department wanted to take him to receive a reward, the old Buddhist monk said that he was responsible for karma, and the female crown of the Taoist palace wanted to draw his blood to make elixirs. The being in the abyss whispers: Come back, container... Until this day. Scarlet pillars of flesh tore through the sky and devoured the city. Mo Yucai was shocked to realize that this world was actually the game he had been playing for two and a half years in his previous life! The time for the closed beta players to arrive is... Half a month later. [Holding the future in hand] [Dice prediction] [Countdown to the fourth natural disaster] ——Now, it's my turn to roll the dice of fate.