Even if I'm a Fake Heiress, I Will Dare to Be Trashy - Chapter 225: Careless, No Flash

If you had the opportunity to be granted one wish, what would your wish be?All humans on Planet New Earth were given such an opportunity.A translucent screen appeared in front of every human promising to grant any wish to the humans of new earth.You want to be a god?- GrantedYou want to be a devil?- GrantedYou want to have powers like Gojo or Naruto or Sasuke or Saitama or Goku?- GrantedYou want to be the richest man on the planet?- GrantedYou want the world to end?- GrantedYou want...Wait, what?!!!Granted?!!!Any wish a human wished for was granted to them!!And then it happened, the apocalypse!!!And our average MC, Corey Junior Zane, due to circumstances wished for wisdom, not just ordinary wisdom though.Unlimited Wisdom, Knowledge and Understanding.Would our MC be able to survive in such a dangerous world without having the ability to defend himself.Would he be able to survive in his school where the common enemies are Smileys?Read to find out!

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for.

But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again?

But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out?

For every God out there, there are about thousand shitty games in this world.

Bugs, Errors, Texture Collapses, Inconsistent Scenarios…… Those are the things that fill the players around the world with grief and remorse.

A certain boy who loves such shitty games decides to challenge a Godly game recognized by the general public for a change.

As a result, both the gaming world and the real world in which the boy is revolving begin to change. Still, the specs of the Godly game still fills the boy’s heart with dread.

「Are Encounter Rates like that really a common sense in Godly Games……?」

Mary was an only child. She came from an ordinary family and worked at a publishing house. She worked diligently every day but was always harassed by her manager.