Xiao Niaoya is an employee of the Janpenese Chunye Newspaper Office.
At forty-five years old, he has still accomplished nothing.
His social skills are zero, his professional skills are only 15 out of 100, his physical health is 30, and his savings are zero.
No, to be precise, the savings account is negative.
However, Xiao Niaoya has a wife that everyone envies, Chuntian Huizi, who has a 95 out of 100 in looks, a 95 out of 100 in figure, and a 100 out of 100 in "social" skills.
At the Chunye Newspaper Office, from Xiao Niaoya's superiors to the security guards at the gate, almost everyone was a "friend" of Xiao Niaoya's wife.
It was precisely because of Chuntian Huizi's Li Qiang that the useless Xiao Niaoya was able to get by at the Chunye Newspaper Office, barely making ends meet with a meager monthly salary.
"I'm back!" Xiao Niaoya pushed open the courtyard gate and called out habitually.
But when he saw the two pairs of men's leather shoes placed at the door, his already Death Qi expression suddenly turned into an extremely ferocious one.
He recognized both pairs of shoes; one belonged to Musheng Sangtian, the editor-in-chief of Chunye Newspaper Office and the owner of Xiao Niaoya.
The other was Shantian Xiaye, a security guard at the Chunye Newspaper Office.
Xiao Niaoya stood at the doorway, and could faintly hear the sounds of three people happily playing "Dou Dizhu" (a card game) inside the room.
Xiao Niaoya Tooth clenched his fists tightly. He desperately wanted to become Superman, rush into the room, and punch everyone inside until they were blown to bits.
No, that's too easy on them. He wants to slice them into sashimi, make them watch each other, prepare the sauce for them, and let them eat it bite by bite.
But Xiao Niaoya quickly became despondent; he could only fantasize, nothing more.
"Dirty Janpenese, the most disgusting place in the world. America should have dropped a hundred mushrooms on this worm-like island back then."
Xiao Niaoya muttered a curse under his breath.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Niaoya stepped through the door.
On the dining table in the living room was a very lavish dinner that Chuntian Huizi had prepared.
Xiao Niaoya knelt in front of the dining table, poured himself a cup of sake, and drank it all in one gulp, accompanied by the sound of "Dou Dizhu" (a card game).
The hot liquor slid down his throat, and a surge of heat rose in his stomach, but Xiao Niaoya felt that his body was ice cold.
But what could he do? He was a universally acknowledged good-for-nothing, the laughingstock of the entire company and the whole town.
Xiao Niaoya never dared to lift his head when he went out; he felt that everyone's gaze was so repulsive.
"These filthy people deserve to be destroyed!"
Xiao Niaoya took another sip of sake, his face contorted with bitterness; he had truly had enough of this kind of life.
But he also got used to it.
Just then, a black diary suddenly fell from the sky and landed right next to him.
Xiao Niaoya looked up at the sky, then around. He was very curious; how did this diary come to be?
He almost instinctively grabbed the diary, saw the blood-red words " Death God Diary " written on it, and couldn't help but sneer.
"Tch, a prank?"
Opening the cover, the usage and rules of the Death God Diary are clearly written.
Xiao Niaoya read it aloud softly as he looked at it.
"The first rule is that as long as you write down the target's name and check the box next to it, it will take effect immediately and the target will die. How ridiculous! How could a diary possibly do such a thing?"
"Secondly, you can set the method of death for the target. If the method of death is reasonable, the target will die in the designed manner."
"Thirdly, for every target killed through the Death God Diary, the user gains 1% of that target's power and lifespan. Oh, if that's the case, then if I kill everyone in Janpenese, can I become a god?"
"The fourth feature is the Probe function. By staring at a target for three seconds, you can obtain their real name, but each use consumes one day of your lifespan..."
"Article 5: This Death God Diary is for use only in Janpenese!"
Clearly, these fourth and fifth rules are rules that Ling Yi revised separately for this Death God Diary.
Just then, the bedroom door opened, and Shantian Xiaye walked out, looking refreshed as he straightened his clothes.
"You're back from work, Kotori-kun." With that, Shantian Xiaye went straight to the dining table, poured himself a glass of sake, and drank it down.
Satisfied, Shantian Xiaye grabbed a bite of food and put it in his mouth. Looking towards the bedroom, he said, "Keiko had a tough day."
"Oh, right, the club president said he didn't have enough fun today and wants to stay here tonight. Here's 100,000 bird yen. Go and prepare some food; the club president will enjoy it after he takes a bath."
Xiao Niaoya was seething with murderous intent, but on the surface he remained meek and obsequious, carefully accepting a stack of banknotes and saying, "Yes, please rest assured, boss, I'll arrange it right away."
Shantian Xiaye patted him on the shoulder, his face full of Taunt, and said, "Don't forget the president's taste!"
After saying that, he turned around and went back into the bedroom.
Seeing the bedroom door close again, Xiao Niaoya could no longer suppress his murderous intent. He angrily waved his arms wildly, his expression twisted as he stared in the direction of the bedroom.
After a long while, he sat down again, looking dejected, and looked down at the Death God Diary in his hand, muttering, "If you really deserve to live a good life."
As he spoke, he took a ballpoint pen from his briefcase and wrote three names on the first page of Death God Diary.
Chuntian Huizi, Musheng Sangtian, Shantian Xiaye, and then put a checkmark over the names of these three people.
At that very moment, a woman's scream and two men's gasps suddenly came from the bedroom.
Immediately following was the sound of something falling to the ground.
Xiao Niaoya ignored it; he was used to hearing similar sounds, which were just people going overboard with the "card game."
But at that moment, Xiao Niaoya clearly felt three streams of energy surge into his body one after another, and he felt as if he had become stronger at that instant.
He suddenly realized something and quickly walked to the bedroom door, saying cautiously, "President, Yamada-kun, Keiko."
No one responded. Xiao Niaoya suddenly flung open the door, only to find three faces Bleeding from their seven orifices.
But instead of being afraid, Xiao Niaoya was incredibly excited, thrilled, and even a little disappointed.
" The Death God Diary are real? Haha, they're real! We're all going to die, we're all going to die..."
He stormed into the bedroom and kicked the three men repeatedly, cursing as he did so, "Bastards, bastards! If I had known it would be like this, I would never have allowed you to die so easily!"
"I will become the god of Janpenese, and all those who look down on me, I, Xiao Niaoya, will grant you death."
Ling Yi, suspended in mid-air, looked at the Masai scene inside the room and felt a wave of nausea wash over him.
It has to be said, the people of Janpenese really know how to have fun.
Although the matching rate of the Xiao Niaoya is only at least 80%, in Ling Yi's eyes, this person is the best choice for Death God Diary.
After all, the purpose of the Death God Diary is to reap lives, Ling Yi dares not and is unwilling to distribute the Death God Diary on a large scale in the Ancient Country, but in Janpenese...
Moreover, this Death God Diary was specially commissioned by Ling Yi.
Besides allowing the Xiao Niaoya to quickly become stronger, adding a name Probe function, and restricting its use to only Janpenese, the Death God Diary also has unlimited pages.
Other Death God Diary only have forty pages.
Looking at the information in the Death God System's data panel, Lin Huan had already made progress.
The junior officer in America has already died, and before he died, he "accidentally" sent some confidential documents to Lin Huan's email address.
Lin Huan is now studying how to maximize his profits from the list in this confidential document.
There was still no progress on Liu Sheng's end.
But he wasn't doing nothing; he was still using hacking techniques to infiltrate some of America's secret archives. However, his intrusion was discovered, and he's currently fighting with America's hackers.
However, Xiao Tong's death clearly surprised Liu Sheng, and he also realized that there were other owners of the Death God Diary who, like him, had their eyes on America.
As for Bai Yueting, it seems she has her eyes on Janpenese, but her target isn't that clear. Anyway, as long as someone is causing trouble for the Ancient Country, Bai Yueting will put them on the list.
However, compared to Xiao Daoya, the efficiency of these three was far too low.
With the Death God Diary, Xiao Daoya seems to have completely unleashed the demons within him, beginning a mode of indiscriminate reaping.
With the help of the Probe function, Xiao Daoya doesn't need to check the target's name at all. He only needs to stare at the target for three seconds to know the target's full name, and then he can add the target to the list in the Death God Diary.
Although Xiao Niaoya has gone mad, he is not stupid. He knows that he is still very weak and understands the importance of playing it safe and developing in the early stages.
He first recorded everyone's name in the Death God Diary, not just a few or a dozen people, but town by town.
He will only check off the names on the list after he leaves the town.
In just three days, this guy emptied out three towns.
By this time, Xiao Niaoya had almost become a little Superman. He treated cars like toys, demolished walls without tools, jumped more than ten meters at a time, and could create sonic booms when he ran fast.
This emboldened the little bird's teeth.
The darkness that had been suppressed in his heart for many years was completely released under the catalysis of Death God Diary.
To be honest, after learning about Xiao Niaoya's experience, Ling Yi felt it was all too tragic.
But as the saying goes, there's always a reason why someone is pitiful. If Xiao Niaoya had even a shred of rebellious spirit, he probably wouldn't have lived such a lowly life for the past few decades.
" Xiao Niaoya, please give up resistance and surrender immediately, otherwise we will take coercive measures, otherwise we... Ah!"
With a short scream, an armed helicopter suddenly plummeted from the sky, crashing into the city and turning into a Fireball.
"I am the god of Janpenese, and all who oppose me shall die!" Xiao Niaoya frantically waved his arms and shouted like a madman.
Ling Yi got up, turned off the TV, and then left the guesthouse.
Ling Yi was very satisfied with the performance of the Xiao Niaoya.
Now that arrangements have been made for Janpenese, other countries need to be included as well, such as America and the Great Universe Country. Shouldn't everyone receive some of the benefits?