The Last King Of Darkness

Memories of my life before transmigration suddenly flooded into my mind.

I was reading in the dormitory when my brothers called me to drink.

I didn’t really want to go, but a certain bad influence claimed that drinking could prevent brain clots, clear the blockages in the brain, and enlighten my spirit, allowing my long-dormant talent for love to shine again. By rereading the classic secret books I had collected for years, I would surely transform into a master of love and a tender warm man, warming her with a single sentence all day long, effortlessly winning the heart of my dream goddess, marrying a rich and beautiful woman, and reaching the peak of my life.

Rod couldn’t resist the warm invitation of his bad influence and his own desires, and although he wasn’t much of a drinker, he still went.

It seemed to actually work, as after drinking and finishing books like "Sea King’s True Scripture" and "Scumbag’s Divine Skill," Rod felt that he had grasped the true meaning of life and understood "Emotional Intelligence," no longer misreading the atmosphere and being disliked by girls.

The only thing he lacked was courage.

Then, he remembered the "Dream Analysis" he had just been reading about, the symbol associated with courage.

Before sleep, he formed the symbol with his hands as described in the book, placed it over his chest, and closed his eyes peacefully.

He thought that when he woke up, a new bright path in life would unfold before him, but he ended up truly "peaceful."

Thoughts flashed by in an instant, and a strong idea suddenly surged in Rod’s heart.

If all of this was truly related to it, then.