I Feel Much Better After Selling My Morals

After a car accident, I lost a massive amount of blood and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

But my father didn't hesitate to give up on me, refusing to pay even a cent of my medical bills.

As I lay dying, I vaguely saw my mother kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to him.

Blood poured from me.

He remained unmoved.

I died.

As my soul drifted away, a mysterious System came to me and offered to make me reborn in exchange for my morals.

And another thirty million.

I agreed.