Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

noisily.

All in all, it is another ordinary day.

The changes to the challenge mode of the Tower of Trial have an ordinary impact on customers, and it still maintains its original tepid state.

After dinner, Luochuan and Yao Ziyan held magical phones, which were no different from usual.

As for the coffee shop in Sonia, Luochuan has no interest for the time being.

Anyway, there is a system to take care of it, even if it doesn’t pass for a long time, it will still be in perfect condition.

As for the Chimera, it is the same as the little black ball and has no sense of existence.

Yao Ziyan brought it back, perhaps only on a whim.

There is a systematic and proper settlement, and there is no need to worry about anything.

The outside of the store was drizzling, and the temperature at night dropped a lot compared to the day.

The dampness was heavy, with a biting cold, but it was completely blocked out.

The shop is warm and bright, and the environment is pleasant.

Jiuyao City also quieted down early.

I saw the streets were desolate and deserted, and no one seemed to be willing to go out in this environment.

Coupled with the recent heating, the severe cold of the magic attack type was finally driven out of the room.

Everyone wants to stay at home, do nothing, do nothing.

Laziness and idleness, until the winter months are passed away, and then stop.

"Boss, look at this comment." Yao Ziyan seemed to have discovered something interesting and smiled and handed the magic phone to Luochuan.

Luo Chuan took it curiously, and his eyes naturally fell on the screen, which seemed to be the comment area of ??a certain work.

"The author is a novelist. How does she know what a mercenary is?" Without enough experience, at first glance, he has never lived in the world of mercenaries. 』

To be sure, there are a lot of comments below the comments, most of them are people who yell 666.

Luo Chuan laughed dumbly. The meaning of these words was very clear, nothing more than "She is a novelist and understands the plot of a hammer".

I glanced at the name of the work, it was the "Mercenary Notes" written by Wei Qingzhu.

There are a lot of people watching, and the comment area is also very lively.

However, no matter how well-received works are, black fans are indispensable. Anyway, no matter how well they are written, Kong Jing will always show his existence from an unexpected angle.

It's like saying "Why are you such a dish? I am definitely better than you" while watching someone play a game.

Such all kinds.

"It's really interesting." Luo Chuan just smiled and returned the magic phone to Yao Ziyan.

Speaking on the magic phone, there will be a feeling of speaking freely.

It's like a keyboard man who shouts "key come" every day, but in the eyes of onlookers, he looks like a clown.

Yao Ziyan just feels very interesting, just like Luochuan, just with the idea of ??watching the excitement.

Watching the excitement and watching the excitement, she also posted a message: "You may not know, the author of this work, she was indeed a mercenary before. 』

The night is getting thicker, everything is silent, only the rustle of rain lingers in the world.

The next day, the still dense rain curtains were pouring down from the sky.

Luo Chuan yawned, thinking in his heart when the rain would end.

Although Jiuyao City is the imperial capital of the Sky Star Empire, the pace of life is not in the slightest similar to that of a modern city.

It's more like the Jiangnan Water Village described in Chinese textbooks, soothing and gentle, and the pace of life is not hurried or slow.

The weather is also like, drizzle, and you can't see the meaning of stopping after it starts.

It's wet and cold, making people want to stay in a warm and comfortable home after the heating system is running.

With the slow arrival of the winter moon, humans have many similarities with those hibernating animals.

Staying at home, do not want to move or go out, the quilt is like a terrifying seal, making it difficult to break through.

Luochuan is now in a state of being sealed by quilts.

I remember when he was in college, most of the mornings on weekends in winter were spent in bed.

There is heating in the room, even if you wear short sleeves, you won't feel cold, but even if you wake up early, you won't get up.

Lie on the warm bed with your mobile phone, watch anime and play games, this is your daily life in the morning.

The lights are off and the sky blue curtains cover the windows, blocking out most of the light.

Even at noon, the room was still groggy.

When going out for lunch, watching the bright sunshine fall, there will always be a feeling of a world away.

All in all... I don't want to get up.

At the beginning of man, his nature was lazy. Now Luochuan is in this state.

He has now begun to question himself in his heart, why he had to wake up so early every day before.

Dolly.

After ten minutes, Luo Chuan slowly walked out of the room.

After washing, I went downstairs and opened the door.

The temperature in the early morning was very low, although it did not reach the level of freezing, but the cool breeze hit the face with a kind of pain.

After hitting a spirit, a lot of energy in an instant, and quickly returned to the store.

"It's cold. Let's change the business hours of the store." Luo Chuan said vaguely while eating something in his mouth during breakfast.

"Huh?" Yao Ziyan was startled, a little puzzled, "What is the connection between cold weather and business hours?"

From a strength point of view, even if the weather is colder, it will only feel a little uncomfortable.

"Contact..." Luo Chuan swallowed the food and took another sip of fruit porridge. "As the weather gets cold, the schedule of work and rest will also change."

Yao Ziyan blinked, she felt that this was the reason Luo Chuan didn't want to get up early every day... even though this was indeed reasonable.

"Boss, you can do it yourself." Yao Ziyan smiled, anyway, no matter what happens to Origin Mall, customers are not qualified to dictate.

In a few words, the changes to the business hours of Origin Mall were finalized, just like the challenge mode, quietly waiting for customers to discover by themselves.

The drizzle was like silk.

The streets in the early morning were covered with a light mist, hazy.

Empty and quiet, most of the shops on both sides are closed.

Occasionally I can see a few doors opening, but they are deserted and there are no guests.

Bu Li Ge and Bu Poetry walked one after another, pulling a long distance.

Step Lige fell behind, looking down at the magic phone in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face when he saw something interesting.

I have changed into warm clothes, but I don't feel bloated at all.

"I said, can you stop walking and look at the magic phone?" Bu Shiyi stopped and glanced at him a little helplessly.

"Well, well..." Bu Lige responded perfunctorily, and quickly followed.

Then he continued to stare at the magic phone without knowing what he was looking at.

Bu Shiyi sighed, tightened his collar, and walked in the direction of Origin Mall.

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