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.
Disclaimer: this is not an actual chapter!
Um, well, I've finally completed the Hell battle arc. I've filled in every plotline I created, and Plothole Squirrel has evolved into Hole-filling Squirrel. Congratulations, congratulations.
Cough. This finally ends the second volume. I'm grateful to everyone for supporting me along the way. This novel has finally passed the two million word count as well. This word count has far surpassed my previous writing record by more than two times… As my readers have probably noticed, I didn't have such an easy time writing all this. I wrote too many plotholes for myself and conflicting storylines, throwing in too many plots together, making it quite difficult for me to write. Every time that I wrote something, I would have to consider whether or not it would conflict with something else I wrote, and whether or not it would influence the overall plotline that I had planned. That was quite the awful feeling.