Dai Le was chosen by the System and became the proprietor of a multiverse supermarket.
The System delivered an impassioned speech: "From the untamed primitive world to bizarre horror games, from the zombie-ravaged apocalypse to the pinnacle of interstellar civilization, wherever we set foot, we shall leave behind the glorious mark of our presence!"
Dai Le stared expressionlessly at the shop in front of him, about the size of a convenience store, with a sign above the door that looked ready to fall off. He took out his phone. "Hello, someone here is running a scam."
The supermarket opened in a primitive world. In the harsh winter, Dai Le claimed to be a divine envoy and sold goods like crazy. From farming and animal husbandry to astronomy and geography, from construction to civilization, he sold it all.
The supermarket opened in a horror game. Players fled in panic from ghosts and dashed through the supermarket's back door, only to watch the game's top evil spirit get swallowed up by the floor. For a moment, they couldn't tell whether the horror game was scarier or this supermarket that had appeared out of nowhere.
The supermarket opened in a ghost town nobody visited. The Ghost King went in standing up and came out lying down, while his underlings trembled in fear. Dai Le was speechless. "He just ate too much and passed out."
The supermarket opened in an apocalyptic world. Its loudspeaker played: "Trade zombies for cash. Zombies are currency."
The starving, freezing survivors of the apocalypse transformed into berserkers at the sight of the supermarket's dazzling shelves. Zombies became walking gold coins. They would run as soon as they spotted a person. Talk about turning the natural order upside down.
The supermarket landed on an interstellar wasteland. The interstellar soldiers, who believed human civilization had already been wiped out, lamented that they had never witnessed life as humans once lived. Then, while exploring a prehistoric ruin, one of them opened a door and had a master chef from the prepared-food section stuff a roast chicken into his arms. He looked up at a screen playing a tearjerker drama, then stared face-to-face with a crowd of legendary pureblood humans.
Dai Le held out his hand. "Just pay up, and I'll get you the most authentic Huaxia beef noodles right away."
Premise: A comeback from scratch
Madam, I'm hungry. I need some food.
The babies don't have a list this week, so the updates won't be that regular. In order to keep the word count a little low, I might just update 2 to 3 chapters like this, bow.
It's because there are too few chapters. Once there are more chapters, the collection will naturally grow faster. Those who have a fan base will also grow slowly after more than ten chapters. Take your time, I believe in the potential of your article.
I really like this kind of novel about plane trading, but I don't know why there are so few people writing on the pure love channel.