Hidden God in Martial World

Blank white room, so immensely blinding, blah blah blah, I had a normal life, no girlfrie... blah blah blah. Meet an old powerful-

Yes. I will cut the bullsh*t.

I am here today in the presence of the almighty creator that seems to have chosen me for whatever reason I am unaware of. It must be author crafted.

Besides that, I was to spin the wheel of reincarnation, a wheel that decides the home of my future life.

I was also to spin a wheel of powerful, a wheel that would decide the "gift" one would receive for their next life.

Apparently, this creator has countless versions of himself across the universe, overseeing every individual's deaths and reincarnations. That's neat.

Anyways, I spun the wheel and lo and behold out of the million possible options, it was Martial World, an eastern fantasy novel I've read through to the end.

Cool, I got future plot knowledge. Where's my cheat?

- Oh right, I haven't spun the wheel yet.

Aaaaand... 3 wishes to go along with it.

Is this the part where I make dumb wishes which discourage an invisible audience from continuing to read my story?

Very well, I must follow the cliche!

I looked up at the old man with kind eyes.

"Almighty Creator, I wish for-"