My name is Jiang Shouyun, I am 17 years old, a student of Shilan Middle School, and yes, I am also a retired god of death.
I finish school at six o'clock every day, torture Bao Mingfei in the Internet cafe, and get home on time at eight o'clock.
After returning home, do two hours of Su Zhenhe meditation, go to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed, and ensure a full eight hours of sleep without any fatigue or stress.
Tutoring Su Xiaoqiang every weekend, deftly defuses the rich woman's confessional offensive, and at the same time ensures that the sponsor is in a happy mood.
My dream is to maintain a stable life, and even my Zanpakutō says I'm normal.
Until that day, I sat in that Maybach at the invitation of Chu Zihang. The guy who called himself "God" held a tree branch and rode an eight-legged horse in front of us, wanting to give us eternal life and strength. …
"Everything will return to its proper place. How arrogant is it that a mere false god dares to speak so brazenly about eternal life?"
Jiang Shouyun took off his plain glasses, crushed them quietly in his hands, and pushed back his wet hair, revealing his red-gold eyes.
The broken jade shone with a deep blue light, and the Zanpakutō eagerly desired to kill gods with great joy.
"Whether it's you, me, or the gods, no one has been at the top from the beginning, but the window period for the Throne of Heaven is about to end."
"From now on, I will stand on the throne."
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This is a story about a wage earner who combines the power of Death, Hollow, and Dragon to become a boss from today on, squeezing others to work for him.
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PS: Having not read "Death" does not affect your reading. The power systems of the two worlds will be integrated and there will be no regrets. Readers can read with confidence.
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