"Generally speaking, what kind of enemy is the most troublesome?"

"Comedy"

"Is there anything more troublesome?"

"Yes, there are comedic, eccentric characters."

"Surely such a person and such a world don't exist?"

"What are you looking at me for? What the hell did I do wrong? What did I do that's funny?"

The sun will set and the moon will rise. The sky was dark, evil spirits were rampant, and demons were wreaking havoc. When he first came here, Wang Wu always thought that he was a human being. After all, he was indeed a human being. Fortunately, not far from where he crossed over was a human village. But when the fluctuations emitted by the Demon-Detecting Stone gave him a splitting headache, when the formation that resisted demons almost killed him, and when the people in the village almost beat him to death. Wang Wu, who was rescued by a monster, realized one thing: he was a monster, a real monster. So Wang Wu: You are right, but we demons are a kind of...