Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

After Bu Lige and Jiang Shengjun left the virtual world, they came to Han Mo with great interest.

Han Mo didn't shield outsiders, the screen in front of him showed his scene in the virtual world.

"What do you think Han Mo will encounter in it?" Bu Lige stabbed Jiang Shengjun with his elbow.

"How do I know?" Jiang Shengjun said casually, and at the same time couldn't help but think of the scene he experienced in the nightmare space.

Under the blood moon, endless black "waves" gathered by countless weird creatures surged...

Jiang Shengjun shook his head quickly and left these weird scenes in his mind behind him. After returning that night, he had a nightmare.

Jiang Shengjun only experienced the nightmare space once and was impressed, and never touched it again. Nightmare is a nightmare, and he has no interest in overcoming his inner fear.

"I have chosen, and I really maximized all the options." Bu Lige's eyes widened in surprise.

When the outline of a huge creature appeared in the darkness, Jiang Shengjun and Bu Lige both subconsciously held their breath, and their heartbeat even slowed down a lot for no reason.

The body that undulates like a mountain, flesh and matter enveloped on the surface, like a random splicing of various substances, with countless scarlet eyes all over it.

There is a suffocating sense of oppression just looking at the screen, if you face it directly...

I really can't imagine how much pressure I should bear.

"What are you looking at?" Luo Chuan noticed Jiang Shengjun and Bu Lige who were behind Han Mo.

"Boss." The two men recovered and greeted Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan followed their gazes, and soon noticed the indescribable picture on the screen, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

What the hell.

This looks like a nightmare creature made up of countless lives and non-life, the kind that loses san value just by looking at it.

Soon he noticed Han Mo's figure on the screen.

"This is what Han Mo encountered in the nightmare space, what does this guy think in his heart." Bu Lige glanced at Han Mo with a complicated expression.

"It should have been a nightmare." Jiang Shengjun has experience with this. "Many customers are like this, they don't even know what they fear."

Luochuan thoughtfully, are many of the scenes customers encounter in the nightmare space a nightmare forgotten?

This fits the name of Nightmare Space.

The picture displayed on the screen suddenly disappeared, and Han Mo took a deep breath and slowly took off his helmet.

"How? Isn't it interesting?" Bu Lige smiled and patted Han Mo on the shoulder.

Han Mo looked back at Step Lige expressionlessly, then retched: "Oh..."

Step away from the song:...

His smile froze on his face, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Jiang Shengjun couldn't help but laughed loudly, looking very happy about Bu Lige's collapse.

"I said, are you so?" Bu Lige's smile disappeared and asked blankly.

Han Mo retched a few more times, and waved his hands like a dish: "Of course you can't smell that kind of smell here...Oh, anyway, I have no appetite for dinner today, oh..."

Jiang Shengjun guessed something about Han Mo's reaction and lowered his voice: "Is this guy having a cleanliness addiction?"

"Clean addiction?" Bu Lige nodded after thinking about it, "Almost, Han Mo fell into it when he was a child..."

"Step Lige." Han Mo's faint voice suddenly came from behind, and Lige couldn't help but shiver in the cold concession.

Bu Lige's voice turned: "It's almost like this anyway, Han Mo is a little bit clean."

While talking, the two exchanged glances.

"I'll talk to you after I go back.

Isn’t it interesting?

Sure, I saw it with my own eyes.

I began to look forward to it.

Let's talk about it when Han Mo leaves.

Hmm, good brother. 』

The meaning contained in the eyes is almost like this.

Luo Chuan has no interest in the topics discussed by the three of them. In his opinion, the nightmare space is just an application to experience the past life.

Seeing the smiles on their faces, there was a little emotion in their hearts.

This is youth.

No, he was still young, so why did he have such an idea inexplicably.

Putting these strange thoughts aside, Luo Chuan looked around, and soon saw Yao Ziyan.

She is talking to Qingyuan, and she should be in a good mood from the smile on her face.

"Your boss is here, I'll go first." Qing Yuan noticed that Luo Chuan had come, and smiled and said to Yao Ziyan, getting up from the sofa.

"I saw it." Yao Ziyan gave Qingyuan a white look.

Luochuan turned around midway and bought a bottle of Coke on the light curtain, and then slowly came to the side of Yao Ziyan and sat down.

"Why didn't you write a story today?" Luo Chuan asked curiously after drinking a coke.

"No more inspiration." Yao Ziyan sighed helplessly, "If you can't write it, you can only ask for leave."

"It's normal." Luo Chuan has a wealth of experience about this. "If you can't think of a plot to advance the main line, it's good to write some daily routines."

"Huh, everyday?" Yao Ziyan thoughtfully.

"It's normal things, just substitute directly from reality." Luochuan taught Yao Ziyan his experience, "As long as you write well in your daily life, readers will still buy it."

"Sounds very reasonable." Yao Ziyan nodded.

"If you can't write everyday, then read other novels and see how other authors arrange the plot." Luo Chuan drank coke again, "It's easy to get inspiration when reading a book."

"It's true, so the reason I gave for asking for leave is to find inspiration." Yao Ziyan agreed with Luo Chuan's words, and stretched out, "It's too easy to suddenly lose the task."

Yao Ziyan’s previous rest time was basically used to write things and conceive plots. Now, after taking leave of absence, there is nothing to do, and she immediately experienced a long-lost relaxation.

This is like the feeling that she has taken on many tasks at once when she was still on the movie kills list, and after a long time to complete the tasks, she can finally rest.

"Then take a few more days." Luo Chuan made a suggestion. He felt like a tempting and degenerate demon, constantly whispering the devil to Yao Ziyan.

"I'm afraid this is a bit bad, right?" Yao Ziyan was a little excited but hesitated.

"Nothing bad, trust me." Luo Chuan's expression is very credible, "First ask for leave to find inspiration, and slowly reduce the amount of updates after the update is restored, so that readers will not notice."

Yao Ziyan: "Uh...I still think it's a bit bad to do this."

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