My name is Song Que, and I am a time traveler.
My dream is very simple, find a cave and hang out until I die.
But when I was casually slapped to death by a passing magic cultivator, my "golden finger"... No, my "golden middle finger" arrived.
Bite! Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement of "being slapped to death by a passerby"! The death score is 3/10, which is too bad! Now bound to the "Three Worlds Gold Medal Suicide Instructor" system, please survive a hundred attempts to commit suicide! Failure penalty: you know~]
From then on, I was forced to embark on a road of suicide.
I just wanted to be stabbed to death with a sword, but the Righteous Saint said that she understood the supreme swordsmanship from my will to die?
I just want to be refined by the devil, but the devil's giant said that I have a unique skeleton and am a devil-refining prodigy who only meets once in ten thousand years?
After finally dying a hundred times, I thought I was done with it.
Bite! Congratulations on the job transfer! The "Top Lao Gou Trainer in All Worlds" system is now online! Please live for three hundred years as the world's public enemy!
Me: "..."
I just want to show off. Why does the whole world think I am an unfathomable and peerless expert?
And with this system, can you be an individual? !
[What nonsense is the host talking about? This system is not human in the first place, just a little bit~]
