The One and Only Contraband Officer Across All Worlds

Across the Myriad Worlds, an ironclad law holds: the Cross-Realm Trade Embargo. Any attempt to carry goods from one world into another while transmigrating triggers the law's backlash, destroying both body and soul.

That is, until Lin Mo appeared.

This ordinary courier from Earth turned out to be the only Chaos Body in all the worlds. His body ignores every embargo law, becoming a living passage connecting countless worlds.

From then on, spirit stones from the cultivation world flowed into the Mechanical Divine Realm, the elves' Fountain of Life healed the wounded in the Demon Realm, and chips from technological civilizations sparked a revolution in immortal sects. Powerful figures from every faction came swarming: Immortal Venerables humbly begged for goods, God Kings offered favorable deals, and Demon Lords watched from the shadows.

But a monopoly brings more than power. There are also endless surges of energy, schemes by every faction, and a sealed memory: a rainy night, cooling tea, and a hometown he could never return to.

"Master, it's time to take an order," the elven girl reminded him softly.

Lin Feng set down his teacup and gazed at the light streaming between the worlds outside the window. "What are we delivering today?"

"An order from a sword immortal in the cultivation world. He wants his life-bound flying sword delivered to the Mechanical Divine Realm for nanoscale repairs."

"Tell him the rush fee is triple."

This is a story about monopoly, growth, and redemption. When cross-realm logistics becomes the only privilege, he relearns how to love amid the fragrance of tea on a rainy night.