I, Shen Ye, am a god-level worker.
On the third hour after I was fired, I picked up a broken mobile phone. A poor system that owed 500 billion godhead popped up on the phone.
The system said: "Host, as long as you sell your godhead, you can become the strongest god king in the universe!"
I looked at the Huabei bill and smiled slightly.
Then the gods trembled.
The God of War secretly placed an order: "I want to buy the Godhead of Victory, with a pretentious aura."
The God of Death cried and asked for it: "My harvesting efficiency is too low. Let's try to persuade the God of Death to be more efficient."
The God of Creation was furious: "That person who sells godhood! Don't do promotions in the God Realm! You are going to make all the gods lose their jobs!"
In the mortal world, I opened a small shop.
It says on the door: Shenge specialty store, no fault of children, no reason to return or exchange within seven days.
When the demon king's army presses the territory, human beings pray in despair.
I opened the door and yawned.
"Um... Who wants to buy the World-Destroying Godhead? Today is a special offer for Chinese Valentine's Day, buy one and get one free."
