I Also Want to Cultivate Immortality Quietly.

There is something very wrong with the city I entered: People on the street take the same route every day, the noodle stall owner cleans the stove every quarter of an hour, and the old woman walks from east to west, even smiling the same way. Until one day I saw the door of the City Lord's Mansion closed. What was exposed through the crack was not bricks and stones, but flesh that was still beating. The child who had been following me tugged at the corner of my clothes and laughed: "Brother, your spiritual power is so clean. In this city, clean people will be eaten." I touched the purification system in my pocket and smiled: "It just so happens that what I'm best at is cleaning dirty things." System: "You think you are the chosen one, but in fact you are also a part of destiny."