Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

The young man's face was initially filled with shock and disbelief, then his expression became extremely interesting, a mixture of speechlessness, bewilderment, and a hint of absurd laughter.

The information in his mind clearly told him that the god of Chinese animation also had regrets about the plot development and character fates of many Chinese animation worlds, feeling that they were not perfect enough. He was too lazy to correct them one by one, so he simply found a "destined person" to take over the job.

And he won the bid simply because of a casual remark.

"This...this selection method is far too hasty!"

The young man couldn't help but complain to the air.

However, the mark deep within the soul is undeniably real.

He doesn't seem to have this option.

After a long half-hour of blank stare, self-doubt, and eventual resignation, the young man let out a long sigh.

"Okay, okay, so be it, God of Chinese Animation... It's better than being a mere spectator who can only criticize, right? At least I'll have the chance to see those worlds with my own eyes, and maybe even change something?"

He rubbed his still throbbing temples, and a hint of curiosity and eagerness gradually appeared in his eyes.

Thus, carrying a seemingly absurd yet weighty mission, he embarked on a trial journey traversing countless worlds of Chinese animation.

Unbeknownst to him, at the very moment he took his first step, in the endless void, the being who had just ended the War of Gods and whose gaze could pierce through eternity was watching his slightly clumsy yet determined back, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.