I inherited a weird late-night convenience store and was forced to livestream my purchases across the universe.
The customers are lost, zombies, and Cthulhu.
They pay with organs, lifespan, curses.
Others sell food and beauty products, but I sell "Buddha's brain relics" and "Immortal Emperor's first love tears".
Until that day, I found a yellowed contract in the warehouse:
Party A: Lord of the Abyss, Party B (former name): Sun Wukong.
Terms: Use the "Fighting and Victory Buddha" status as collateral in exchange for "complete freedom."
Repayment deadline: yesterday.
I looked up and found that the only employee in the store, a young man with yellow hair who was always playing games, grinned at me, showing a golden smile with six teeth.
