Stop Offering Me Sacrifices!

My name is Lin Hui.

I'm an ordinary employee at a Haidilao branch. Every day, I get some very strange requests from customers.

Sometimes I quit and try a different job, but the customers who come in are always a little odd.

When I worked as a Haidilao server, they asked me for shattered organs, congealed blood, writhing tentacles, lifeless eyeballs, shriveled limbs, and incomplete brains.

When I worked at a bakery, they asked if we had scarlet mystery potions, bread imbued with holy angelic light, congealed abyssal aura, thick divine elixirs, or intestines stuffed with demon blood.

When I was the manager of a cafe, they eagerly described all kinds of bizarre and horrifying things they wanted to offer as sacrifices to the Evil God.

Me: “???”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.