Honghuang: From the Start, I Found Old Ancestor Kunpeng's Corpse

One day, a shop called the "Origin Internet Cafe" quietly appeared beneath Buzhou Mountain in the Primordial World.

Old Ancestor Kunpeng, who had stumbled in and only staggered out the next day: "Why go listen to a sage preach? Is there anything better than gaming?"

Nuwa: "I'm never creating humans, not in this lifetime. The only way I can make ends meet is by having the boss's kid!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches: "We're never fighting the war between the liches! Isn't arena PvP way more fun?"

Old Ancestor Hongjun, preaching to an empty hall: "How dare no one come to hear this venerable sage preach? Have the creatures of the Primordial World gotten too big for their boots?"

Di Jun and Taiyi, forced to work shifts: "That damn bastard has gone too far! We work all year with no days off. Even a 996 schedule isn't as bad as ours! We're going on strike!"

The mighty experts roared in unison: "You dare! Your only purpose is to obediently shine down on the world as the sun!"

Boss Chen: "Ah! I just drink tea and play games, and somehow I become invincible. An ordinary person's life is just so simple and unassuming!"

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