[High Martial Arts + Copying Warehouse + Passionate + Humorous + Not Mindless]
A burned-out office worker is reborn in a high-martial-arts world. Lin Qiu awakens an [Equivalent Warehouse] in his mind and finally gets it: others get equipment from sign-ins, while he trades hard labor for nuclear weapons. As long as the price is right, anything can be copied.
From the black markets of the city to the battlefields of the primordial world, from reselling counterfeit magical artifacts to getting the Heavenly Dao's fortune for free, he uses his wild ideas to turn the rules of equivalence into a grand scam...
With his left hand, he tosses out a copy of Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Practice, which copies a Primordial Sage's Heaven-Prisoning Finger. The manual even bears the words "Hengshui Exam Papers";
With his right hand, he copies a thousand-year-old vermilion fruit for the price of a five-cent spicy snack;
When an enemy burns a century of their lifespan to unleash a deadly technique, he fires the same technique right back. "Thanks for the rocket, buddy! Remember to charge it up all the way next time!"
The rules of this broken world? Sorry, from today on, my warehouse is the new truth!
Author, you... Beep beep... Beep beep... Beep beep beep beep, is this the end?
Thumbs up after finishing this book! Sudden ending 🤭