Wei Bujue just wanted to sleep, really.
As a time traveler, he accidentally merged with the will of the ancient gods and opened an antique shop called "Unconscious House" in the downtown area.
We don't sell antiques here, only "weird" ones.
When the top tycoon kneels in front of him to beg for his life, when the saint from a family of cultivators works as a nanny in his shop, when the indescribable evil god trembles in the sewer...
Wei Bujue just yawned and rubbed the red nails on his earlobes: "Add more money, or get out and don't disturb my nap."
Until that day, weirdness broke out all over the world, gods came to the world, and all living beings wailed.
Wei Bujue slowly stood up from the wicker chair, tore off a page of yellow paper and scratched it casually.
"I said no gods are allowed to enter this place."
The next second, the gods and Buddhas all over the sky disappeared into smoke!
All mankind was shocked: The madman who collects rags every day is actually the only true god in the world? !
