Doomsday Ferryman: Integrate the Blood of Generals at the Beginning

My name is Qin Yang, the night shift clerk at convenience store No. 444. I thought life was just selling oden, until a cold-faced man smashed my cashier and a long-legged beauty thrust an exorcism stick into my face. "The end is coming, and you're still opening a shop here?" I turned around and saw a pair of golden zombie eyes burning with world-destroying black flames reflected in the mirror. Come on, it turns out that I still have the spirit of the Corpse King's generals sealed in my body? ! Looking back again, outside the convenience store, countless resentful spirits have crowded the street into a netherworld. I silently took out a cigarette and said, "Don't worry, I'll pay the customer first." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.