​​Chapter 1​​

Half a month after my parents left on their business trip.

My childhood friend Fang Suixing suddenly banged on my front door: bang bang bang bang. ""It's the apocalypse. Our folks went to save the world.""

His expression was dead serious, but my brain was functioning normally.

I asked, ""Are you lucid?""

Leaning against the doorframe, he cracked a smile, his eyes curving like crescent moons.

""Truth is, I'm the reincarnation of Ultraman. Send me 88 bucks and I'll save the world and you. I don't play games, and I have no clue what new skins are.""

Same old spiel.

I pushed the door shut, expressionless.

He forced his way in just before it closed, heaving a sigh of relief. ""This time it's real. No new skins dropped."""