Eat My Genesis!

Su Tianfu often wondered whether he had a superpower.

Someone as handsome as him would definitely be the protagonist in another story, and a protagonist having a little superpower wasn't too much to ask, was it?

To be fair, if a psychiatrist said something like that, his colleague Meng Zhending would absolutely fill out an assessment for a psychiatric disorder, then send him to a hospital with no phone or internet for a month.

Don't ask why. That was exactly what Su Tianfu had done when Meng Zhending claimed he had stood proud among gods and demons across the Six Paths in another world. Su Tianfu had not picked him up until seven days later.

That was because the Wi-Fi in Meng Zhending's room had gone out that day, apparently because the bill hadn't been paid.

You couldn't blame Su Tianfu. The two had grown up helping and sabotaging each other like that. Besides, Meng Zhending had been under pressure from his parents to get married, and the work that came with becoming a professor had pushed him to the brink.

Su Tianfu had thoughtfully given him a little help. After that incident, his family never pressed him about marriage again.

When Su Tianfu went to pick him up, Meng Zhending held a Buddhist scripture and said calmly, "Amitabha. You'd better not let this old monk catch you."

"I'm screwed. Even medicine won't help now."

Su Tianfu stared at the lottery interface before him. There was no automatic ten-pull and no way to top up. His points had kept increasing over the years, but slowly; compared with that enormous pool of assets, they were no more than a single hair on nine oxen.

But what use were more of these imaginary electronic hallucination coins? After a few pulls, he had