After his son died, the bald old father personally brought about the twilight of the gods. But when it was all over, he found that all he had left was emptiness. So he made a deal: an equivalent exchange. He gave up his memories and power in exchange for a chance to start everything over. The deal was done, and after living an ordinary life, the old father, now without his memories, embarked once more on an endless journey to find his memories and family.
However, at a round table, the old father clasped his hands and announced today's proposal.
Old Father: This time, I want to summon a teammate with a full head of hair.
Wu Ke 47: Seconded.
Bald Grim Reaper: In favor.
The Iron-Fisted Alchemist: Agreed.
Master Roshi: Better make it a woman.
Brain-Damaged Roar: Fine by me.
The movie version of the purple yam dumpling, who currently enjoys cheating at mahjong with the Reality Stone, freezing time with the Time Stone in landlord, using the Space Stone to get takeout, and using the Power Stone to dispose of kitchen scraps: Approved.
The completely bald, Black-Light daughter-obsessed one: I'll follow the boss's orders.
Old Father: This is the draw that changes fate!
When the light faded, a bald man in a yellow bodysuit, whose face could be drawn with just a few strokes, appeared before them. "Is this the supermarket next door? Everything's on sale on Saturdays."
