How Am I Still Alive?

The spiritual energy revives and the gods descend?
Disasters continue and all lives are miserable?
What does it have to do with me? I am just a terminally ill patient who has been declared dead and has given up treatment.
Taking a broken body on the road to exorcise demons and slay immortals is not to protect the family and the country, but because the risk wages are too tempting, especially the pension...
"This evil skill is condemned by God. Even if the early progress goes smoothly, the practitioner will kill himself in the end..."
"Give me a dozen."
"This magic sword has backfired on the master and has eaten ninety-nine people. Life..."
"Give me two, and those man-eating demon helmets, soul-eating blood claws, give me a set."
"This medicine is harmful to the world and..."
"Stop talking, give it to me!"
But the question is, why do I dare to take on all high-risk tasks, step on all the thunder, and do all the death, but I am still alive and kicking.
[Congratulations, congratulations, for being named the top ten heroes who moved the world...]
"...Oh my God, the average survival time of this industry is three and a half years, three years and three years after another. I am almost an S-class hunter. I am the top ten heroes. How come I'm not dead yet. I just want to make an honorary sacrifice and cheat some pensions. Is it so difficult?!