The inspiration to write about gods comes from an unintentional dream.

When writing it, I tried to get rid of the routine and try to conform to the character and plot logic. The protagonist is just an ordinary boy, not full of knowledge, nor is he decisive, cruel and ruthless. He is just an ordinary college student who is slowly maturing, rich in imagination, and likes collective dormitory life. The only extraordinary person may be the only one who is a fucking god.

Some readers talk about the early poisonous points, such as why the first wish is so easy to use?

I believe that when you meet someone you like, your first thought is definitely not to slowly think about the usage of your wishes. You should be worried, anxious, or even desperate.

If not, then you may not really like it.

In later chapters, there are also analysis of wishes.

The story I want to write is that the protagonist has feelings and will not do anything to become an immortal. He may be more like us in reality. He hopes that his parents are alive, love, and friends are with him. It is best to become a god together, rather than being lonely for thousands of years.

PS: I originally wanted to post it in the comments, guess what, I can’t post it if I don’t have enough 500 points!!! Crying bitterly!
Chapter completed!