In the ten years since the end of the world, Lin Jin just wants to lie down.
When he was about to die, he bound the system and traveled to the ancient wilderness.
Okay, opening a hotel is better than fighting zombies.
Automatic door? The ancients exclaimed "Nantianmen"!
A temperature-controlled room? Believers kneel down to worship the "cave heaven and blessed land"!
Five cents for a bowl of hot water? Pilgrims shouted "immortal dew and sweet rain"!
Lin Jin: Thank you for the invitation. I just want to upgrade the inn quietly and decline the incense.
Guest: No! You are a god! We all know the rules!
As a result, the indifferent salted fish shopkeeper of the last days was forced to open his business and became the unattainable "Lord of Peach Garden" in the eyes of the world.
There is no emotional line, no monsters to upgrade, and the whole process is focused on: how to sell "miraculous" as a service, and... How to stop these over-brained ancient people from stuffing money into the merit box?
Bite! Your hotel is about to be expanded again!
