Opening a Coffee Shop in Zhenhun Street and Turning Guardian Spirits into Cat Cafes

*Zzzzz*—It felt like an old, faulty TV signal in my head. After a bout of intense dizziness and static, I, Liang Yishu, an ordinary young man who had just obtained my barista certificate and dreamed of opening my own cozy little shop, found myself standing on a bizarre street with an extremely eerie atmosphere, a chilling aura, and an air that seemed ready to spew forth from any corner at any moment. The signboard at the street entrance bore three large characters written in a flamboyant (and ghostly) style: Rakshasa Street. Rakshasa Street?! Isn't this the setting of that popular Chinese animated series, *Soul Street*?! That place where spirits gather, where evil...