Wanjie Psychological Clinic

The day I lost my job, I tied into a system. The system said it would take me across all realms to save the common people. I said okay, what is the golden finger? Invincible magical power? Or swallow the strange fire? The system said to provide psychological counseling to the devil. I said you say it again? "Mission: Make the Demon Lord give up his plan to destroy the common people." "Method: psychological counseling." "Penalty for failure: obliteration." So I, a helpless psychological counselor, started my outrageous time travel career. The Demon Lord said that he wanted to destroy the common people: I said you have the sequelae of childhood trauma. Wuxian said that he is a perfect creature: I said you have narcissistic personality disorder. Skirmishers say they don't need anyone: I say you have avoidant attachment. The emperor sat on the golden throne: I say you are really not good at being a father. They wanted to kill me. Later they cried. This is a story about a psychological counselor in all the worlds, using one mouth to let the bosses collectively break their defenses.