Noa’s life turned into a disaster.

He was fired for no reason, betrayed by the woman he loved, and left drowning in debt for a wedding that would never happen.

Then a truck almost killed him.

And just before the world went black—time froze.

Suddenly, Noa is no longer an average human—he is a Dimensional Tycoon, capable of buying and selling planets at market price.

When gods need immortality, Noa sells them elixirs. When demon kings want weapons of mass destruction, they pay in cash. When heavens fall, he buys the land. When empires collapse, he auctions the ashes.

Noa can trade anything, as long as the price is fair.

He doesn’t conquer realms, because in this world, money is the greatest power—and Noa controls the market.

After all, even divine beings knock on his door—not to fight, but to ask for a discount.

But every tycoon has to start somewhere.

For Noa, it began with selling shampoo to bald cultivators.

» [Monitor, train, and assign tasks to your employees. They can refuse your commands, but Karma will punish them accordingly.]


» [People bend at your wallet. Sects tremble because of your ambition.]


» [Rounding up your Tycoon Points to 30]


"I know this is not the end," Noa said inwardly, addressing the system.


[You are good at your job,] the robotic partner joked and made a swoosh sound before covering Noa's vision again.


Description: A quiet, formal chamber which is more of a different dimension than a room. The walls are reinforced with ancient pacts to ensure loyalty.


Features: Draft and finalize every kind of contract.


Customizable: Table design; option to add music (Only Mozart)


Chapter 25 - Contract Room