Su Ze inherited a shabby paper-making shop that was on the verge of bankruptcy and was so poor that he couldn't even afford instant noodles.
As a top student in the Department of Mechanical Engineering, in order to vent his anger, he rubbed a handful of "Gatling paper" with his hands in a waste paper shell and burned it for fun.
Unexpectedly, at midnight, the store door was violently kicked open!
With dark circles under his eyes, Black and White Wuchang carried a box of Ming Bao and Thousand Years of Yin Shou and shouted excitedly:
"Boss Su! You burned Gatling too hard last night! All the thousand-year-old evil spirits on the opposite side were beaten into sieves!"
"Do you still have any inventory? As long as you can supply the goods, we two brothers will protect you from now on!"
Su Ze was stunned. Looking at the drawing in his hand, a bold idea came to him.
Zhizao AK, Zhizai RPG, Zhizai heavy mecha, Zhizai Dongfeng Express...
While the Taoist priests in the underworld were still working hard to draw talismans and catch ghosts, Su Ze had become the only military giant in the underworld by relying on modern weapons.
Yama of the Tenth Palace held the book of life and death and begged: "Brother Su, please sell two more rounds of paper to make nuclear bombs. The abyss rebels are almost wiped out!"
