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.
It was dawn. The empty land in front of the Rhino Tavern's doors was filled with the sound of people making noise.
That empty piece of land had some rocks, scarecrows, and simple weapons for training like shooting targets. Old Barton wasn't greedy. As long as it was a customer of Rhino, one could use it for free. Sometimes, when he was free, he would give a few pointers.
As for ambitious adventurers, they never even thought about ever getting to sleep through the night till the early morning before they had to be demobilized. Life wasn't a game. In reality, there weren't people who just got by finishing off missions or freaks who randomly got exp by hitting monsters... Alright, there was always one bug that existed.