Angry Squirrel

This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world.
“Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.”
“Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.”
I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.

Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

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My companions concurred with my words, while a tremendously large iron ball rolled behind us…

"Such a cliché and outdated trap. He's definitely an old artifact from the previous generation."

I insulted Aso as I ran and finally managed to find a slight indentation in the wall that I was able to hide in as the iron ball rolled by.

Why didn't I simply smash the iron ball to pieces? Damn it! It was actually coated with a layer of top-quality adamantine! Don't even mention shattering it, just slightly being brushed by it would feel like a train crashed into you… What? You're saying I should use a fantasy world analogy, instead? Fine then, it would feel like having a battering ram which was enhanced to +12 smashing right into your head. Even if you had a cockroach's survivability, all that would remain of you would be little pieces.

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