Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Jiang Chaosheng walked to the back room and glanced around at the forbidden items filling the shelves.

Forbidden objects all possess mysterious powers.

Humans who possess forbidden objects either gain immense supernatural power or use these forbidden objects to become social elites.

In other words, there were no ordinary people among the buyers who traded forbidden items.

After the buyer's death, the item, considered a taboo item in a lost state, will most likely be inherited by the child or a close friend.

Those children or friends could not possibly be ordinary people.

They either need to be strong in combat themselves, or they can hire a security team.

If they are ungrateful and unwilling to return the forbidden item, then force will have to be used.

Jiang Chaosheng's eyes locked onto the rusty sickle on the shelf.

[Number 0-3, Death Scythe.]

The numbers assigned to forbidden items in antique shops are not arbitrary.

For example, the succubus seal that Jin Meiting traded.

Number 4-18, the first digit is '4', which means that this forbidden item can raise the level of life and make the user a supernatural being.

The last digit '18' represents the ranking of the forbidden item's level of forbiddenness in the '4' sequence; the higher the ranking, the stronger its power.

The first digit of the serial number is '0', which represents items related to deities.

Every item related to deities can be considered the most terrifying forbidden object.

Jiang Chaosheng picked up the Grim Reaper's scythe and walked to the back door of the antique shop.

There was a car parked there, a very old and retro European classic car.

Autumn rainy nights only last seven or eight hours, so time is still quite tight.

To save time on the road, you need a convenient vehicle.

[Number 5-23, an old car haunted by vengeful spirits.]

Jiang Chaosheng got into the driver's seat and took out a small notebook from his pocket.

The cover reads "Manager's Notes".

This booklet contains the transaction records of the Zero Antique Shop.

Jiang Chaosheng was reading one of the pages:

"Twenty years ago, Zheng Xiuhua traded half of her lifespan for the [Sea Serpent Pearl] in an antique shop."

He had heard of Zheng Xiuhua.

A singer who suddenly rose to prominence twenty years ago, instantly becoming a music queen of that era.

Two years ago, Zheng Xiuhua passed away at the young age of 38.

The news report said that her daughter, Bai Shasha, who is studying at the Nanhai Conservatory of Music, has perfectly inherited her singing talent.

Bai Shasha, only twenty years old, has already debuted and quickly became famous throughout the country, with countless fans.

It must be said that this is a wonderful story.

Jiang Chaosheng murmured:

"【Item No. 3-11, Siren Pearl】, grants the user a voice like that of a siren."

Sirens are adept at using their songs to lure crew members into a dreamlike state, then tricking them into falling into the sea and devouring them.

It seems that the [Sea Serpent Pearl] is in Bai Shasha's hands.

Jiang Chaosheng closed the manager's note and said to the air:

"Found Bai Shasha."

Jiang Chaosheng's hands were not on the steering wheel, nor did he make any movement to start the car. The Ghost Car started directly and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

.....

South China Sea, Green Horse Manor.

This is Bai Shasha's home.

Tonight, celebrities from the entertainment industry, business world, government, and other sectors will be here for the ball.

Celebrating the success of her Asian tour as a pop music goddess.

Noisy sounds came from the dressing room.

Two security guards in black were carrying a fat, nerdy guy out of the building.

The fat otaku turned around and cried out:

"Goddess, please give me an autograph!"

Bai Shasha looked disgusted and complained to her best friend on her phone:

"It's disgusting that just anyone can come to my house. I really don't know how they got in."

"Stop being a poor person or a loser, okay?"

Bai Shasha appears gentle and easygoing to the outside world, but in her heart she looks down on those poor people.

Poor people have a certain aura about them, and she's allergic to that aura.

Bai Shasha put down her phone and carefully touched up her makeup.

She wasn't pretty, in fact, she was rather ordinary-looking, but she had a great voice.

Her singing always makes people feel as if they are there, and no one can help but be captivated by it.

After Bai Shasha finished touching up her makeup, she gently stroked the pearl pendant around her neck:

"The world is a huge stage for costume changes, and luckily I got the key to the backstage."

She knew in her heart that she was able to have everything because of this heirloom from her mother.

Before her mother left, she repeatedly told her not to use this treasure.

She borrowed it from someone, and one day in the future, its owner will come and take it away.

Thinking of this, Bai Shasha's face turned gloomy, and her eyes became greedy.

Will its owner come and take it away?

Come and try to take it if you dare!

This treasure is mine, and no one can take it away!

On the surface, the father is a businessman, but in reality, he is an underground boss who manufactures illegal hallucinogenic drugs.

Every bodyguard employed in the manor was one of my father's most capable henchmen, the kind who had seen blood.

Bai Shasha also knew about this.

The question is, what can be done?

This world doesn't distinguish between good and bad people, only between the poor and the rich.

She used her influence to cover for her father quite a bit.

Just then, footsteps could be heard outside the dressing room.

Bai Shasha glanced back with a professional smile.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Bai Shasha's smile vanished abruptly, replaced by impatience.

The person who came was dressed plainly and was definitely not a rich person. He was probably just another annoying poor fan.

Bai Shasha pouted and sent a message on WeChat:

"Does anyone understand, sis? Another loser is asking me for an autograph. My misogyny is about to kick in!"

Before her best friend could reply, the man spoke up:

"I've come to get something."

Bai Shasha looked at the newcomer with impatience:

"What new trick is this to get close to me? Get out of here, or I'll call security."

The man walked into the dressing room and stared at the pearl pendant around Bai Shasha's neck.

Bai Shasha quickly covered the hook she had painstakingly managed to create, her face full of disgust:

"How disgusting! Why are you looking at me like that?"

This is for male celebrities in the industry, not for poor people.

The man pointed to the pearl pendant around Bai Shasha's neck and repeated:

"I've come to get something."

"You don't understand..."

Bai Shasha suddenly understood something, and her body instantly stiffened:

"What did you say?"

Jiang Chao's life story and philosophy:

"This is mine, I'm taking it."

Bai Shasha's eyes swept over Jiang Chaosheng for a moment:

"I'll give you the money; this is mine now."

Bai Shasha thought that this thing was something passed down from the ancestors of this country bumpkin.

Those country bumpkins are stupid and ignorant; they have no idea how to make money with this treasure.

Jiang Chaosheng raised an eyebrow slightly:

"money?"

Bai Shasha stood up, arms crossed, face full of confidence, and said arrogantly:

"How about one million?"

That's right, I was forcing them to buy.

This is for your own good.

A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Do you understand?

Possessing this treasure will only bring you immense trouble.

Jiang Chaosheng, slightly impatient, pulled a rusty sickle from his back waist:

"My time is very precious."

He doesn't like watching videos on Kuaishou or Douyin, doesn't like watching variety shows, rarely listens to music, and has almost no hobbies.

If I had to choose a hobby, it would be being the cursed owner of an antique shop—it's thrilling.

Therefore, in his eyes, there was no popular actress Bai Shasha, only a noisy, incessantly trying-to-renege-on-debt female deadbeat.

When Bai Shasha saw the sickle, her eyes showed not fear, but also disdain:

"You dare to come here and cause trouble with just a broken sickle?"

Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for bullying you.

Bai Shasha screamed:

"Security guards! Where the hell have you all been?!"

Soon, a series of footsteps echoed from the doorway.

One by one, burly men in black suits appeared at the entrance to the dressing room:

"How did you get in?"

"Damn it, I just went to the toilet and a fly came in!"

"Damn it, get out of here!"