Reborn Weak and Sick, I Open a Pawnshop and Raise a Horde of Calamities

In a world ruled by Gatebearers, everyone risks their lives opening gates to gain power.

Qin Yuan has been reborn.

In his previous life, he could only watch as the price of using gates consumed the people around him, one by one. Some forgot the faces of all their loved ones. Some were corrupted and turned into monsters. Others grew into trees on the battlefield, never to speak again.

And he could do nothing.

This time, he looks down at the [Authority Gate] in his heart, the gate with the lowest rating in the entire world: Dust-Covered, First Rank. It cannot attack or defend. Its only function is to bear the price for others.

Excellent.

He sets up a table in the worst slum in Nancheng and hangs a shabby sign that reads “Pawnshop.”

Then he tells the madmen whose talents are astonishing but whose gates are rated mediocre in official files, and who were abandoned by the financial magnates:

“Sign this contract. Go kill, heal, and punch a hole in the sky if you want. I’ll pay the price.”

Later, a new rule takes hold in Nancheng’s underworld: Don’t mess with that pawnshop. The owner inside might be blown over by a gust of wind, but the madmen under his command could turn the whole city upside down.