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.
"A transmigrator should at least try to invent something like glass in order to get rich. They should try to plagiarize some poems to become an epic poet in the new world. Or, at the very least, they should plagiarize some novels and become a literary great master in the new world."
Back in the day, maybe because I wanted to improve my financial condition, or maybe it was my way of being sardonic towards this strange fate, I really did try to do some things that I felt a transmigrator should do.
However, it was proved that some things worked only in stories meant only for fun. Those ideas weren't reliable at all in real life.
Indeed, Eich's technology was only at a primitive Middle Ages level compared to my original world. However, Eich had magic and alchemy. Engineering here didn't seem very scientific at all, but it was more than enough to deal with daily necessities of life.