Lin Zhi, the former goddess of war who saved the world with her own body, is now the proprietress of a paperweight and tie shop who has passed away.
His godhood was shattered, his divine power was disabled, and he was judged as a "high-energy wreckage" by the horror game system. He was gloriously transferred to an NPC.
In the S-level dungeon of Death Town, twelve players came in tremblingly. She crossed her legs and ate melon seeds: "Do you want to buy a paper man? Don't block the light if you don't."
The players discovered that something was wrong with the boss lady - when others were chased by ghosts while watching the show, the ghosts were frightened to tears; when others kowtowed and begged for mercy, she yawned, and when the BOSS came, she found it too noisy.
What's even worse is that the Lord of the Ghost Realm underground, who didn't even dare to mark the level in the system, started running into her shop again and again.
"Boss Lin," he leaned against the door with a cold and moist smile, "your shop needs a male owner."
Lin Zhi made the paper man without raising his head: "We need a janitor, do you want to work?"
Later she found out that this dank man who always came to drink tea was the Lord of the Ghost Realm who she sealed with her own hands before her death.
And in the memory that was buried by his own hands, there was a secret deeper than the fall of the gods.
——She is not the God of War.
She is the first light that opens up this world.
Reader comments
In fact, I didn't quite understand the [salute] at the beginning, it just felt like it was in the fog.
In fact, I didn't quite understand the [salute] at the beginning, it just felt like it was in the fog.