Others were so frightened by the weirdness that they wet their pants. I was tricked into working as a security guard, but the [Forbidden Weird Warden System] was activated.
From then on, ferocious ghosts worked for me, and ancient ferocious beasts called me boss.
When the whole world was struggling to survive in a strange recovery, I sat in the security booth and paid Taotie his salary: "Good job, add chicken drumsticks tonight."
On this street, the weird are the weak ones.
