Programmer Lin Mo suddenly died in the printing room while working overtime, and when he opened his eyes again, he took the company's printer into the world of immortality.
While the monks were still exhausting their minds for a yellow talisman, he was mass-producing "fireball talismans with a wholesale price of ten spiritual stones per dozen".
The Talisman Chamber of Commerce was furious: "Shu Zi broke my thousand-year-old business rules!" Lin Mo launched the "Double Eleven Talisman Carnival" backhand.
While the immortal disciples were fighting for a high-level spell, Lin Mo's printer was quietly devouring heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
"Warning: Law-level material detected. Do you want to upgrade to print the 'Immortal Killing Talisman'?"
Looking at the frightened faces of immortals and gods all over the sky, Lin Mo pressed the confirmation button: "The involution of the world of immortality has just begun."
