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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"There were too many clues. Did you even try to hide yourself?"

Working together with others was beneficial. Whenever there was huge trouble, someone would help to take the brunt of it for you—I meant take responsibility.

Actually, Betty—or, more accurately, Beyana—was quite terrible at hiding her true identity.

Forget about the sudden team-up invitation, or the divine favor and Divine Arts that Betty displayed which far surpassed "his" supposed Silver-rank —let's pretend to not see anything about Beyana acting like a cute boy—the most ridiculous part was that Betty's team had been able to easily find me when I had left the Wood Spirits Are So Cute team behind.

All this time, if I didn't want anyone to find me, I would do an excellent job with my anti-detection magic. But even so, Betty just "coincidentally" happened to find me amongst all the undead outside, which could only mean that "he" wasn't simple at all.

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