Honghuang: I Opened an Internet Cafe During the Investiture of the Gods

From the start, I turned Nuwa's palace into an internet cafe.

What? You say Nuwa will take revenge on me?

Di Xin glanced at the five Heavenly Dao Sages beside him, chewing betel nut and smoking cigarettes, with several buckets of instant noodles, bottles of cola, and Weilong spicy strips laid out before them. They were focused on playing a five-player ranked match.

"Boss, how many days of internet time can I get for this Immortal Slaying Flying Knife?"

"Please. Is that junk of yours worth more than my Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus?"

Watching Lu Ya and Ancestor Minghe fight in the JJC, Di Xin smiled at Nuwa, who had been added to the internet cafe's blacklist. "Sorry, the cafe is full. If you want to come in, you'll have to pay extra."