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"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow me to perceive and thoroughly understand everything I see, even if superficially and only once, to the fullest, including strong points, weak points, and how to overcome them."

Due to a mistake made by God, Ken is born with every type of perfect memory, but without anything else - he is weak, sickly, stupid, and unwanted.
However, there was a saving grace - he made a friend, Leo. Leo would talk to him about hypothetical situations like what to say in case a genie granted him one wish.

When Ken dies and God offers him one wish for his next life as compensation for his previous mistake, Ken simply recites Leo's words and is sent to the cultivation world. There, he slowly learns that he is the only one he can trust. 

Armed with the special remaining Godly Qi from his reincarnation and with the ability to learn and improve techniques and manuals easily, even creating his own original cultivation path, he cultivates with the goal of standing at the top of the world, even if it takes leaving his moral code behind.

Follow Ken in his journey as he lie, blackmail, murder, rob, poison, and manipulate others to achieve his goals!


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The god in the story is completely random and made up, and is not the particular god of any religion existing today in the real world. This god only exists in the imaginary world of my story.

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One Wish to Own the World

Tobias shouted stressfully when he finally suffered the first injury in the battle.

"I'm against it. You attacked an ally first, that's backstabbing."

On the other hand, Daisy refused to join out of principle. Her words also gave Bryce a good reason to decline.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I also think it's inappropriate to backstab an ally."

"YOU ARE THE BACKSTABBER! YOU AGREED TO JOIN!"

"Senior Brother, please don't try to force me to fight by telling lies."

Tobias screamed when he realized his friends abandoned him. He already noticed he couldn't win now. Sweat dripped down the pair's brows, their breathing heavy as the relentless exchange of blows continued.

Now that Tobias' right arm had a deep cut, he had to switch hands and fight with his left. Although trained, his prowess decreased.

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