Global Games: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Death, then opening his eyes again... Mo Lan arrived in a new world fraught with danger. The high-dimensional [Game of Fate] drove the world mad, with people fighting to the death for skills and bloodlines. Mo Lan's only reliance was the talent within his soul, allowing him to continuously upgrade and evolve his skills and bloodlines in the direction best suited to him: [Electric Current Propulsion] → [Magnetic Field Rotation], [Silver Moon Armor] → [Knight System], [Blood Control] → [Crimson Blood Manipulation], [Progenitor Virus] → [Demon God Body], [Six Eyes], [Demon-Subduing Chef], [Ten Shadows Technique], [Crimson King]... One ability after another propelled him to the ultimate golden throne. "This world is sick; I think it needs healing." In the darkness, someone looked down upon the entire world. "If it can't be cured, then beat it until it is." Don't be afraid, standing before you now is: the hand of God who transcends death and fear, the tyrant of the underworld, the benevolent and virtuous demon king, the heir to the Giant God Corporation, the flawless leader, the Adaptable King comparable to the Demon King... "Dude, there's no room for so many people here!"