Time Variance Authority Free Shopping

Half an hour earlier, the warehouse administrator received another cartful of collectibles. He hurriedly pushed it toward the warehouse.

He was a veteran employee of the warehouse.

His position was warehouse administrator, but "collectible transporter" would have been more accurate.

After all, the Time Variance Authority's warehouses needed no guarding. Could someone really come here to steal something? What a joke!

So this was undoubtedly an easy job.

The benefits were generous. He only needed to record some paperwork and transport collectibles every day. It was a carefree life.

Yet today, reality taught this warehouse administrator a brutal lesson.

When he arrived at the warehouse, it felt as if a bolt from the heavens had struck from the crown of his head straight into his heart.

He stared blankly at the empty warehouse, rubbing his eyes hard in disbelief.

Impossible!

That shouldn't be possible! Where were all my damn collectibles? Where had they gone?

He dared say he had never experienced such a shock in his entire life! For a moment, he even thought there was something wrong with his eyes!

The collectibles in the warehouse seemed to have grown wings and flown away without a trace!

The collectibles are gone, and so am I...

That was the warehouse administrator's first thought.

After dutifully pressing the alarm button, he collapsed onto the floor, petrified as if he had lost his mind...

Like a man possessed, he muttered something with vacant eyes.

When the combat personnel arrived in response to the inquiry and saw the scene, every single one of them wore an expression as though they had seen a ghost.

It took them a long while to realize that the warehouse had truly been robbed! And not even a single hair had been left behind!

If they had not seen