Romney, who was reborn in the world of supreme magic and became a prince of a powerful king. On the day he was born, he was given a gift package for a system novice. For a time, purple air came from the east, divine light fell from the sky, magic elements swarmed in, and the rain of spirit rain fell from the sky for three days. The pope exclaimed that he was a descendant of the Sun God and insisted that he was the throne of the Holy Son of the Holy Vatican. Countless ancient sages who lived in seclusion were awakened, and even the Dharma God walking on the earth came to take him as an apprentice. The perfect Son of God template, the unspoken son of the plane, and the Lord of fortune. Until that day, he met a protagonist of heaven who was born humble but wanted to counterattack on his own, and shouted to him that he had thirty years, thirty years, Hexi, and Hexi. Forget it, why did an inconspicuous little baron actually make soap and grow tobacco...