One minute I was scrubbing algae off a fish tank at Peculiar Pets. The next I awake on a fantasy world ruled by the System who applies skills stats and classes. No sword. No fireball. Just the Monster Merchant Class. I can capture trade and manage monsters. Which means venturing into wild and dangerous places where the prizes have claws teeth as well as the occasional desire to eat me. But monsters sell. And the rarer and deadlier they are the higher the price. I’m not looking to be a hero; I just want a comfy life and I know exactly how to make that happen. I’m not here to slay monsters. I’m here to sell them!