I transmigrated to the Primordial World just as the Investiture of the Gods was about to begin. So I opened an internet cafe in Chaoge.
Later...
Tongtian Jiaozhu pawned the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords to cover his internet fees as he tried to climb the “Saint rank.”
Lady Nuwa got hooked on Primordial Fashion and refused to create humanity.
King Zhou updated a trending forum post: “A serious discussion: Which is more likely to destroy a nation, fox spirits or esports?”
When Yuanshi Tianzun used a “4-1 split push” to crush the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and Yang Jian soloed the Heavenly Court dungeon without taking a hit through sheer footwork...
Dao Ancestor Hongjun silently unplugged the router: “We can lose the tribulation, but we have to win the ranked match!”
Years later, I returned to the modern world with the cultivation of a Great Dao Saint, intending to keep a low profile.
Until international hackers started mouthing off, and I casually wrote a line of “Saint-tier code.”
Until a tycoon started throwing his weight around, and the cleaning lady at my company revealed her Chaos Golden Dipper.
Until my son asked about the origin of the world, and I handed him a copy of The Creation Manual: Internet Cafe Edition.
Now I sit behind the counter of my internet cafe, watching world leaders and visitors from across the stars kneel before me.
“Internet fees can be paid in spirit stones, merit, or... an interesting story.”
[Also known as]
“The Entire Primordial World Became Internet Addicts Under My Influence” and “The Investiture of the Gods? More Like Primordial S12!”
No food and good books!