My Dearest Child! Stop Burning Money, You've Bought the Entire Underworld!

Foot massage parlor! A row of eerie superstar beauties. Don't like them? Change! A row of eerie women in black stockings. Don't like them? Change! A row of eerie escorts. Don't like them? Change! A row of eerie busty babes. Don't like them? Change! A row of eerie XX. Don't like them? Change them all! Keep changing until I'm satisfied. This grandpa has money to burn! Before the eerie apocalypse descended, he stockpiled trillions in underworld banknotes. The strongest civil servant in Rabbit Country stars in this top-tier apocalyptic novel, with eldritch Cthulhu vibes so strong you can practically lick them through the screen!!! (To avoid getting the book axed, there are more and more bonus surprises as the story goes on!) 【Apocalyptic Horror + Hall of the Eerie Gods + Eerie Fiction + Unconventional Stockpiling + Underworld Tycoon + Horror Games + Supernatural Resurgence + Dad Life + Scheming Protagonist + Logical Plot】 The eerie apocalypse has descended upon the world. How can you lose after burning ten trillion underworld banknotes? Burn a thousand, and get a foot massage at an eerie bathhouse. Burn ten thousand, and book out an entire eerie bar. Burn a hundred thousand, and buy a luxury car at an eerie station. Eerie Salesman: Boss, the ten Netherworld sports cars custom-made for you have arrived. Please sign here. Eerie Head Chef: Quickly, serve our honored guest a plate of raw intestine sashimi. Give him the finest hospitality! Eerie Madam: Sir, your wealth is beyond reason, and your bearing is extraordinary! Eerie General: Big Brother, a hundred thousand eerie soldiers are at your command! Follow this long-dead town constable, now left with nothing but a beat-up bicycle and trillions in underworld banknotes, as he takes his daughter through the eerie world and navigates its moral minefield