I, in the Late Stages of Getting Up, Started Tearing Apart the Gods with My Hands

Chen Feng, an outstanding graduate of Linhai No. 1 Middle School, has the biggest wish in his life: to finish class on time, take a nap at noon, and have meat in his miscellaneous sauce noodles. But there are always blind gods and demons who want to "add drama" to his life. Party A asked him to work overtime, so he crushed the demand documents into waste paper on the corner of the table; Experts asked him to give up carbohydrates, so he took out the Eye of Truth and used it as an experimental objective lens; The Goddess of Destiny wanted to create a "death loop" for him, so he turned the long thread of fate into a fully automatic clothesline with his backhand. While the gods were still fighting for the power of the universe, Chen Feng was carrying a burning gas tank and walking through the depths of the void on glazed slippers: "Then, Apollo, your carriage wheel is too bright, take it off and use it as a street light in my alley. And Tathagata, have you cleaned the ashtray? Don't even think about serving miscellaneous noodles if you haven't washed them thoroughly! " Chen Feng: I entered society not to join the crowd, but to teach this unreasonable universe what "logic of life" is.