For the past few days, I was busy telling my old classmate about my otherworldly item trades in recent years. 

When we first started, we just had very long phone calls, but soon, my friend’s curiosity grew stronger, and he couldn’t wait. He came to my shop, traveling thousands of miles. Every day, aside from eating and sleeping, he would sit and listen to my stories. I’d talk so much that my mouth almost dried up. 

“Hey dude, the things you’ve encountered are anomalies that have really challenged my worldview. It’s freaking awesome and mysterious! If I write your stories into a novel, I’m sure it’ll be a best-seller! I bet it’s going to have a great sale. I even picked the name already. This novel will be called ‘Otherworldly Merchant’!” 

I just smiled, saying nothing. 

After about three days and three nights, I finally finished my story-telling sessions and sent this friend of mine to the airport. Before we parted, he made me promise...