Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

A few minutes later, the young man jumped out of the ice cave and threw the prey he caught on the ice-a fish that was more than two meters long.

By the way, are the species of Tianlan Continent generally so outrageous?

And from the hideous teeth, it can be seen that this fish shouldn't be a kind creature either.

"Red bone fish, it seems that today's luck is good." The young man clapped his hands, his face was full of happy smiles.

"I'm new here, is this the live broadcast room of Survival Forest?" 』

"You came wrong, you have never survived. 』

"As you can see, this is actually a live food broadcast..."

Luo Chuan noticed that the content of the barrage had changed quite a bit from the beginning.

Sure enough, is there a magical species like sand sculpture netizens in any world?

In addition, he also felt that the youth live broadcast had nothing to do with survival.

Although practitioners in the Divine Soul realm cannot walk sideways on the Tianlan Continent, there is no problem with walking sideways in the forest near the Sky Star Empire.

So this is not really a live broadcast, but a gourmet live broadcast in another sense.

Well, food live broadcast.

But nobody cares about these things.

For them, just watch it happily, nothing else matters.

When the youth started grilling fish, Luochuan closed the live broadcast.

He doesn't want to watch others eat before going to bed.

Although I am not hungry now, I am definitely hungry after seeing it.

Luochuan has brushed his teeth. It would be a bit troublesome to eat any more, so it's best to just ignore it.

In fact, every room in Xuefeng Pavilion is equipped with a sound insulation array, and the sound insulation effect after opening is very powerful.

Luochuan usually doesn't bother to drive.

So what's next?

Chat with those night owl customers in a group chat, read updated novels, go to bed, or write novels while the night is quiet?

First exclude the last one.

It is impossible to write novels. Interest is only interest after all. If it becomes a task, it will only become boring.

So just write when you are free.

As for the other three options...

Just as Luo Chuan was struggling which one to choose, he faintly heard the sound of footsteps outside.

It should be Yao Ziyan who is back.

When he was in college, Luochuan longed for a life with objects, but only had dog food.

Now he can be regarded as someone who has an object?

From encountering Yao Ziyan to the present, there is always a feeling that is not very real.

In any case, the relationship between the two is so determined.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is not much difference compared to before, so what should I do?

Both of them are used to this kind of life, but the relationship has changed slightly...

While Luochuan was thinking about it, the door of the room was knocked gently, and a gap was slowly opened. Yao Ziyan looked into the room from it, and quickly noticed Luochuan who was sitting on the bed, and smiled.

"The boss hasn't slept yet."

Yao Ziyan said, opening the gap in the door slightly, walked in sideways, and then closed the door gently, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.

She wore a dress that resembled a bathrobe, the kind provided by Xuefeng Pavilion. In addition to being a bathrobe, it could also be used as a pajama. It was lavender and dotted with dots of white snow maple flowers.

The dark purple hair was not tied up, but simply scattered on the back. Perhaps because of the hot spring, the skin was faintly glowing like a peach blossom.

Before Luo Chuan could react, Yao Ziyan got into the bed and looked at Luo Chuan with a pair of purple eyes.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say wait until you return to Origin Mall?" Luochuan is still a little unsure.

"Then I'll go back?" Yao Ziyan wrinkled his nose and wanted to get up and leave.

"Don't." Luo Chuan quickly stopped, "I just talked casually."

Yao Ziyan couldn't help laughing, she could clearly see the expression Luo Chuan showed when he left.

So this is a small surprise.

Yao Ziyan didn't know what he thought of, and blushed again and added: "Just sleeping."

"Okay." Luo Chuan responded with a smile, reaching out and rubbing Yao Ziyan's head.

"Why do you always rub my head?" Yao Ziyan slapped Luochuan's paws, groaning slightly dissatisfied.

Luo Chuan coughed softly, his behavior was completely subconscious, and it seemed that this habit had to be changed in the future.

Fortunately, Yao Ziyan didn't care much, and his attention quickly shifted to other places.

She noticed the magic phone in Luochuan's hand, and curiously leaned over: "What is the boss looking at?"

Luochuan smelled the sweet scent of Yao Ziyan, with a faint smell of snow maple flowers. Luochuan remembered that there were a lot of snow maple flowers in the hot spring pool.

"I just watched the live broadcast and haven't decided what to watch next." Luo Chuan replied.

"It's the one who survived?" Yao Ziyan blinked, and said that the boss's hobby is really strange. He is so strong, but he prefers this kind of show where others teach wilderness survival.

"Yeah." Luo Chuan nodded, "I was teaching others how to fish on the ice just now."

"Why don't you keep watching?" Yao Ziyan was a little curious.

"If the fish is caught, the next step is to make food. I feel that if I keep watching, I will definitely be hungry." Luo Chuan said.

"Hungry?" Yao Ziyan thought for a while, "Shall I prepare some food for the boss?"

It was almost the same in Origin Mall. At night, she was always hungry, so she would make some snacks for Luochuan.

"Forget it, it's troublesome." Luo Chuan shook his head. The scene in front of him always gave him an unreal feeling. It seemed that the purple-haired girl next to him would disappear as soon as he turned his eyes.

"Don't worry, boss, I won't leave." Yao Ziyan seemed to have guessed Luo Chuan's thoughts, smiled lightly, got up and got out of bed, and quickly disappeared from Luo Chuan's sight.

Luo Chuan looked at the magic phone in his hand, flipped through it at random after turning it on, feeling meaningless.

It's nothing more than the things I've seen before.

The tutorials have been posted for so long, and no customers have made any substantial applications. It seems that learning ability needs to be improved.

So boring, there is nothing fun on the magic phone.

Hmm... when will Yao Ziyan come back?

Luo Chuan threw the magic phone aside, leaned on the bed, and stared at the white roof.

He felt a little unreal.

These things that have happened recently seem to be beautiful, and everything will disappear when you wake up from a dream.

But the scent of fragrance remaining in the air reminded him that these were real.

About a few minutes later, the door was pushed open again, Yao Ziyan walked in with a dinner plate, which contained white pastries.

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