The Great Merchant in the Cataclysm - Chapter 172

In Tianlan Continent, there is a magic store called Origin Mall.

The Coke here can make people full of blood in an instant; the spicy bars here can make people fight leapfrog; the games here can make people improve their cultivation; the novels here can make people understand the techniques…

There are countless goods here, including leisure, entertainment, dining, training…

Oh, by the way, remember one thing, don’t make trouble in the store, because the owner of the store is very strong…

Evan crossed over, but he wasn’t worried at all… because he had the character template from the mobile game and five devil fruits obtained from a lottery draw with him.

After crossing over to Naruto World, Shiranui Yuuji found that there was an incomparably terrifying Godzilla in his body.

“You are Tailless Bijuu? Your chakra is astonishing…. What a coincidence, so am I.”

“You know Bijuu’s coat? I don’t have Bijuu’s coat, but I do have Godzilla Coat-”

“Bijuudama is terrifying!! It can destroy a mountain as soon as he sends it down?”

Hiss, that Bijuudama scared Yuuji, he quickly moved his hands to form seals,

“Nuclear Release – Atomic Breath!”

When Yuuji turned into Red lotus form, Godzilla pressed Nine-Tailed to the ground.

“Nine-Tailed, your strength is too strong. You need to be fried…”

Nine-Tailed, “?”

“What Jinchuriki are you exactly?”

Leaning against the attic window, Luo Manman was on the verge of falling.

Her long hair obscured her expressions. With an innately ugly face, even her best efforts could hardly make her figure remotely normal.

Just as she was somewhat inclined to end it all.

[Would you like a better appearance? In exchange for a different life?] A voice named Pandora sounded in her ears.

Luo Manman quirked her lips into a faint smile and gave an unexpected reply: I don’t want it.

[…..]

After Pandora offered her one benefit after another, Luo Manman agreed to this game of life.

Pretending to breathe with difficulty

Starting to peddle composure

The already filthy viscera

Buried under the striking appearance

Was the new life of this skin really a salvation?

Or a cover up of a thrilling sin?

A story about the intersection of skin and destiny unfolded…