Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

"What are you going out for?" Yao Ziyan asked subconsciously.

"I don't know." Luo Chuan spread his hands, "Nothing is going on anywhere anyway, basically just watching magic phones and using holographic devices."

It's snowing outside now, and he doesn't want to go out to shoot the movie plot, wait until the weather is good or during the day.

"So, do you want the boss to play cards?" Elena shook the cards in her hand at Luo Chuan.

"Aren't you three already?" Luo Chuan was a little confused.

Fighting the landlords is enough for three people. Did they develop a four-player card game?

"Ziyue is too delicious, just watch it by the side." Elena said with a grin.

Demon Ziyue: "..."

Talk as you speak, how did you get things to her?

"What's wrong with the dish, you can't play the game with the dish? Do you dare to say that this is also the case when you first started playing?" Yao Ziyue retorted with anger.

"The point is that your current level is still the same as when you first started playing." Elena said casually.

Yao Ziyue's eyes widened suddenly, she didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only cast her eyes on Yao Ziyan for help.

"You can just play." Luo Chuan couldn't help showing a smile on his face, "I'm leaving now."

"Oh, goodbye boss." Elena and Luo Chuan waved.

Yao Ziyan nodded to Luochuan, and gathered up the cards scattered on the bed: "Is Ziyue still playing?"

"Of course, I don't believe it anymore. I can't win once." After losing so many times, Yao Ziyue also refused to admit defeat and took out a packet of potato chips.

"Divided cards and cards." Elena couldn't help but began to urge.

"Zi Yue, don't dirty my bed." Yao Ziyan couldn't help but exhorted.

"How is it possible, and even if it gets dirty, isn't it a small magic thing? Besides, Elena is very good at washing things." Yao Ziyue didn't care about what was just now.

Regarding Yao Ziyue's words, Elena nodded in approval.

Yao Ziyan couldn't help but think of the way that Elena demonstrated to herself the sea monster storing items some time ago, and her expression became a little subtle: "By the way, how do you wash things?"

"A small water ball is condensed just like just now, or it can be directly put into the body." Elena answered Yao Ziyan's question.

"I knew it." Yao Ziyan couldn't help but rubbed her forehead. She didn't want to continue to complain about the strange habits of these saltwater creatures.

The sound in the room faintly reached Luo Chuan's ears, he stretched his waist, and then left Yao Ziyan's room.

The warm light illuminates the corridor, quiet and silent, Luo Chuan thought about it and went to his own room on the side, opened the door and walked in.

Forget it, I'll go to the lobby to have a glorious game with customers later.

Let's take a look at the black-robed man who was thrown into the system space.

It's actually how long it took to calculate carefully, and it hasn't been a day since I threw him in.

Sitting on the sofa, Luo Chuan poured himself a cup of tea before entering the system space.

Soul Lock felt like he was going crazy.

If it weren't for the stabilizing effect of the item named Sprite, he would really be crazy.

The weird space has no possibility of being destroyed at all, and there is no sound, no direction, and nothing.

There is only endless emptiness and quietness that fills here.

While the gifts of the gods brought him tyrannical power, it also negatively affected his mind and body.

The most obvious manifestation is the alienated state of the body and the extremely irritable personality.

The physical changes did not actually have much impact. Instead, it improved the fighting ability in another way. Distorted limbs and twisted and proliferated organs do have a strong fighting ability.

As for mental changes, in normal times, because of keeping in touch with the gods all the time, and being able to vent in one's own way, there will be no problems.

But in this weird space, the contact with the gods was broken, and even the way of venting disappeared.

Soul Lock felt that it was a miracle that he was able to survive until now without breaking himself.

Well, the miracle is this item called "Origin Sprite".

But this is not important.

Soul Lock looked at the empty bottle in his hand, threw it into his mouth casually, took a few bites and swallowed it.

The alienation of the body is not only manifested on the outside, but also on the inside.

Not to mention the bottle, he can digest it completely even if he eats soil.

But there is no soil here.

While the soul lock was thinking about how long his spirit could last, a vortex-like ripple suddenly appeared in the space not far away.

Soul lock suddenly came to the spirit.

I don't know what it will be this time.

The important factors that have supported his persistence until now are the items that begin with the "origin card".

But this time Soul Lock saw the figure that he least wanted to see-the young man who threw him here!

He was still dressed as an ordinary person, without the slightest energy aura from his body, and couldn't help but yawn when he came out of the spatial vortex.

From the outside, it has no contact with the rumored unworldly powerhouse.

But Soul Lock knew that this might have reached the state of returning to nature, and only the existence of the top pinnacle of Tianlan Continent would have this attitude.

They don't care much about everything, because everything is under their control.

With heaven and earth as the chessboard, sentient beings as chess pieces, and themselves as chess players.

It deserves to be an existence comparable to the gods.

At the moment when he saw Luo Chuan, Soul Lock's heart had already turned a lot of messy thoughts.

In the end, the intense anger prevailed.

How about the player who can compete with the gods.

Soul lock has been completely obscured by anger.

Even if the opponent is strong, there is no possibility of victory at all, but he doesn't want to think about that much.

The big deal is death.

Since accepting the gift of the gods, Soul Lock knew that he would have such a day sooner or later, but he didn't expect it would come so soon.

There was a roar that didn't sound like a human voice in his mouth, and the thick black mist that was as majestic as the sea surged like a giant beast that swallowed the world and swept towards Luochuan ahead.

After Luo Chuan came to the system space with a yawn, he was still thinking about asking something, and he saw the sea of ??black mist in front of him that was almost condensed into substance, and the black robe in it with madness and anger in his eyes. people.

Luo Chuan was a little confused about what was going on now.

It just threw you into the system space for less than a day. Are you so angry?

Judging from the posture of this shot, it is obviously a posture of death.

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