Global: A Hundred Ghosts Roam the Night, and My Ghosts Have 999 Professions!

The first part is okay at the beginning, but it doesn't work in the later part. In the later part, even the summoned objects are not summoned. I just rely on myself to fight alone in the underworld. The later part is not good at all. I wonder if the author can think about it before writing it. In fact, this book is quite good.

The protagonist has no brains to criticize the sky and the ground, and the supporting characters have no brains to give away.

I'm really speechless. The protagonist has enemies all over the world. The principal of that college he goes to has a grudge against him. It's better to write about a dark civilization and directly betray the human race and join the demons. I'm really speechless.

The monster's eyes are described as pupil, and the old man's eyes are also described as pupil?

As long as you don't force your wits down. You can still take a look.

Just leave it at that, there will be no problem in the early stage

There is something to watch in the early stages of the plot. It feels like the fusion and upgrade of Auto Chess. From the plot point of the underworld, it becomes a mess. Entering the Starry Sky is simply a mindless read, with no military strategy, and the supporting characters on the front lines are written as if they are mentally retarded, just to highlight the protagonist's pretentiousness. There is nothing interesting in the later stage. Basically, I am fighting alone. Goldfinger completely changed its flavor. It changed from fusion of ghosts and ghosts to the rules of the underworld. I don't want to say anything about this. The supporting characters are basically like humans and machines, with tactile dialogue.

Don't read this book with your brain in mind, this is an important reminder! Just feel good~

It's a mess, I can't stand more than 300 chapters, not to mention the combat power. It's the same as dropping wisdom, and the whole world is the enemy? You are traveling through time, not Long Aotian.

The more I look at it, the less I can look at it. King Qin Guang should at least write a human image, a wolf with six wings?