Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The two more updated chapters are entirely Luochuan's whim.

Many manuscripts are saved and willful.

Moreover, as the boss, he dare not say anything even if he wants to come to those customers without updating.

Ignoring the noisy customers, Luo Chuan opened the information panel casually.

Randomly glanced at it.

It didn't change much from before departure, the only thing that changed was the amount of spirit crystals.

As for the number of digits, Luo Chuan didn't bother to count.

The sight moved down, and finally landed on the only task in the task area.

"Task content: prepare new types of goods by yourself. Reward: one chance to draw. 』

This task seems to have been here for a long time.

After careful calculation, there are almost more than two hundred chapters...

As a novel that opened a store, Luo Chuan has a little doubt whether the author is addicted to hydrology and water after he has not launched new products for so long.

Of course there is another possibility, maybe he really doesn't know what to write...

After dispersing the information panel that only he could see, Luo Chuan couldn't help yawning.

The night is deep, the city is illuminated by countless lights, and the stars in the night sky are twinkling, reflecting the bright moon.

Yao Ziyan left just now, and she would go to the hot springs every night.

Facts have proved that the preference for hot springs has nothing to do with race or status.

Luo Chuan yawned again and stood up on the sofa. He didn't want to move at all now.

I knew it was sent directly when I came back.

"The boss is going to rest." Bu Lige was wearing a nightgown, with a little moisture in his hair. It seemed that he had just soaked in the hot spring.

"Yeah." Luo Chuan nodded and asked casually, "Are you going to spend the night again?"

"Anyway, I won't have my role tomorrow." Bu Lige shrugged, "Moreover, there is no chance to go back to Jiuyao City all night. Naturally, I will have a better life."

"Oh." Luo Chuan nodded again.

"Ahem, does the boss have any thoughts on changing the opening hours of Origin Mall." Bu Lige coughed a few times, "I think it is good to be open at night, even if it is not open all night, it can be open for a while after dinner. what."

Basically all customers of Origin Mall have this idea.

The business hours of Origin Mall are only in the morning and afternoon, and there is not much left in the middle of lunch time and Luochuan in the morning to sleep in and eat breakfast.

Even if the use time of each customer's holographic device has increased from the first three hours to four hours, it is still barely enough.

It is impossible to have fun.

At least old customers like Bu Lige think so.

"Increase business hours?" Luo Chuan rubbed his dry eyes, "I'll talk about this later."

It is open for one day during the day, and if it continues to open at night, wouldn't it be that the rest time between him and Yao Ziyan would be overwhelmed.

Luochuan could not do this based on this alone.

"In the future...I know." Bu Lige sighed helplessly.

According to his understanding of Luochuan, it is basically impossible to say such words under normal circumstances.

"Go." Luo Chuan waved his hand, and his figure quickly disappeared in the corridor.

Bu Lige watched Luo Chuan leave, grabbed his hair, and then came to the holographic device to sit down.

"It's so slow, what are you going to play tonight?" Jiang Shengjun seemed to have been waiting for a while.

"What else can I play, isn't the holographic device just those few applications?" Step Lige pulled the seat away and sat down, "Or do you want to experience the nightmare space?"

"I will never experience that thing for the second time." Jiang Shengjun said confidently, and then suddenly thought of something, "Speaking of which I haven't seen Han Mo recently, didn't he come here every day before?"

"He, he has experienced the nightmare space and should have left a psychological shadow, now he is in the process of treatment." Bu Lige said casually.

"Not so exaggerated?"

"Exaggeration? I think it's normal."

"Uh, it seems to be..."

Luo Chuan walked slowly through the corridor back to the room.

Turn on the light and lie directly on the bed, half-squinting at the snow-white roof.

The room was quiet and silent, and even my own breathing could be heard clearly.

After lying quietly for a few minutes, Luo Chuan sat up from the bed.

"bored……"

He grumbled.

I was a little sleepy just now, but when I came to the room, I suddenly became less sleepy.

I watched the magic phone for a long time, and now I am not interested.

Forget it, go to a hot spring.

Maybe you can still meet Yao Ziyan.

Luochuan quickly made a decision.

After changing into the bathrobe-like clothes provided by Xuefeng Pavilion, Luo Chuan slowly walked out of the room.

The night without cold wind is very quiet, and you can clearly see the bright galaxy hanging in the clear night sky when you look up.

The moonlight is as cool as water, and the snow-covered ground becomes more and more plain against the background.

Only gentle footsteps echoed in his ears.

Being in such an environment, I couldn't help but become calmer.

After about a few minutes, Luochuan came to the building where the hot springs were soaked by car.

Pushing open the door, the peculiar scent of the trees after being soaked suddenly rushed into the face, mixed with a faint scent of snow and maple flowers.

Xu is due to the lateness of time, and there is no one other than him.

Luochuan was also happy to be quiet.

Coming to the inside, pushing open the heavy wooden door, the mist suddenly appeared in front of him, slowly surging under the reflection of the moonlight, and the scene in the courtyard appeared hazy.

The sound of water seemed to be coming from far away, faintly.

thump!

The sudden sound broke the tranquil atmosphere, the white water splashed, and the ripples slowly spread to the surroundings, and returned to the original direction when it touched the shore.

Luochuan emerged from the water and exhaled deeply.

Slowly came to the shore and began to enjoy the leisure time quietly.

In the rest area in the middle of the two hot springs, Yao Ziyan and others were chatting casually, looking at the magic phone from time to time.

"Eh, who is this man named Meng Changkong, why did he send so many messages in the group chat?" Yao Ziyue asked suspiciously.

On the screen of the magic phone, the group chat messages are refreshing at an extremely fast speed, and most of them are sent from the dream sky.

"I don't know, maybe it's a new customer," Qing Yuan said casually.

Under normal circumstances, the more active group chats are those new customers, old customers are more like diving, silently watching others talk in full swing.

However, there are exceptions. For example, Norika, who likes to speak in group chats when she is in the sea, has been in Origin Mall for so long.

There are also people like Bu Lige, Yao Huichen, etc., who basically have a sense of presence in group chats when they are free.

No matter what topics are discussed, you can participate.

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