Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

What does it feel like to attract attention?

Countless people's eyes are on themselves, and few people can remain calm in this situation.

A large amount of adrenaline is secreted, the heartbeat is quickened, and the hands and feet are cold. This is the reaction of most people.

Luochuan has seen many big scenes.

In the face of thousands of customers, I can sit there and drink Coke leisurely.

But the scene before me is different.

Countless silent eyes fell on the body, and the pressure it brought was self-evident.

However, that's it.

Luo Chuan's idea is very simple.

not talking?

Yes, if you don't say it, don't say it, you don't say it, I don't say it.

Everyone just consume it like that.

Anyway, he has more time.

I just regret it. I knew I should have something to eat before opening the door.

I'm still hungry now.

After a few minutes, or ten minutes later—mainly because this place is so strange, it is difficult for Luochuan to perceive the passage of time, unlike the outside world, where there is a change in sunlight—there is finally movement.

Whispers like a dream.

It's like someone deliberately lowered their voice and whispered there.

As for the content of the words, I can't really hear them at all.

Luochuan was not in a hurry.

As time went on, the whispers gradually became clearer.

Luo Chuan was finally able to hear what they were talking about.

"He can see us?"

"He saw it!"

"He actually saw..."

The voice is getting louder and louder, from whispering to noisy excessive.

The shadows and black mist in these dark creatures are surging faster and faster.

Luo Chuan was a little irritable.

Anyone who hasn't just gotten up for a long time, many people are whispering in their ears, and they are not in a good mood.

"I can see it."

Luo Chuan yawned and said flatly.

The voice is obviously not loud.

But clearly echoed between the heaven and the earth, and the dreamy whispers came to an abrupt end.

These shadows stared at Luochuan.

But there is no action.

Luo Chuan didn't care, leaning against the door and introduced himself:

"My name is Luochuan, I am a relic dealer...the owner, the owner of Origin Mall..."

…

Yao Ziyan opened his eyes.

The dazed expression quickly faded from the pair of glazed purple eyes.

She sat up and stretched deeply.

The long purple hair pouring down like running water, you can vaguely see the body lines under the loose pajamas.

get up.

dressing.

Yao Ziyan opened the window, the rain had stopped, and the sky in the morning was still a little dark, but there were already some bright colors in the sky.

It's finally clearing up.

Yao Ziyan yawned and rubbed his still a little haggard eyes.

Hmm... The boss has already left last night.

Thinking of this, Yao Ziyan's mood was inexplicably lowered.

I don't even want to cook anymore.

Then don't do it.

Yao Ziyan quickly made a decision.

Of course, not making it does not mean not eating. The Yuangui shop outside the alley is a good place to go.

But now.

It's still early, and the breakfast in Yuangui's shop is definitely not ready yet.

Then go to Fengxianlou.

By the way, I haven't been to that place for a long time.

Yao Ziyan is responsible for the three meals a day of Origin Mall on weekdays. There is indeed no need for the past.

Well…

It seems that the first time the boss took her out, he went to Fengxianlou, right?

Sure enough, Luochuan's attitude towards life is inseparable from "eating."

Thinking of this, Yao Ziyan couldn't help showing a faint smile on her face.

The temperature in the early morning of the cold winter month is not high, the surrounding mist is as light as a gauze, the ground outside the store is covered with a light hoarfrost, and the sky in the distance has been stained with a wine-like crimson.

The shadow of Chaoyang can be seen faintly.

Yao Ziyan looked at the white mist exhaling from his mouth, and then closed the store door. In fact, there is no need for it to be closed or not. No one would come to Origin Mall to steal things in a leisurely manner.

There are not many pedestrians on the streets early in the morning.

In response to Luo Chuan's words before, "Winter morning without bed is soulless."

Obviously, the masses of people in different worlds also follow this law.

Next to the alley, Yuangui's shop is already open.

Yuan Gui was sitting by the door, looking at the magic phone, and occasionally there were sounds like "three belts and one" and "I can't afford it".

As if he had noticed something, he raised his head.

Yao Ziyan nodded slightly at Yuan Gui, and said hello, and continued to walk in the direction of Fengxian Tower.

Yuan Gui looked at Yao Ziyan's back.

Can't help but frown.

Something is wrong.

You know that Yao Ziyan makes breakfast in Origin Mall on weekdays, but it came out today?

This was the first time he saw it.

Also, where's the boss?

Yuan Gui noticed a little unusual aura.

On the magic phone, there were bursts of urging sounds, and he randomly played a few cards.

Forget it.

Judging from the look of Yao Ziyan, it shouldn't be an important thing.

Perhaps the boss is tired of food and wants to eat some ordinary breakfast for a change.

Yuan Gui felt that this might be a big one.

With the character of the boss, he can indeed do such a thing.

Of course, what's going on can only be known after seeing it with your own eyes.

But it doesn't have much to do with him.

Fengxian Tower.

Zuo Wanjin has had a very comfortable life recently.

There are more and more people who know Origin Mall, Jiuyao City has developed more and more prosperous, and Fengxianlou's turnover has also grown steadily.

The so-called wide-hearted body fat.

The days are more comfortable, and the weight will inevitably increase.

Zuo Wanjin was sitting on the newly brought special seat, looking at the magic phone attentively, and making strange laughs of "hehe" from time to time.

The diners of Fengxianlou are already quite familiar with this.

Zuo Wanjin's recent hobby is lying there and reading novels on the magic phone.

Moreover, he has never been stingy with money, and he started with Lingjing as rewards, which made him welcomed by many authors.

Many works have his dragon role.

These dragon roles don't talk about anything else, but they all have one common feature-handsome.

Every fat man has a dream of becoming a handsome guy.

Of course the same is true for Zuo Wanjin. Reality cannot be realized, so he can only satisfy himself from literary works.

"Eh, have you heard that the glory of the boss' shop has launched a new role again!"

"When did this happen?"

"It was yesterday."

"I know this. The name of the new character is God of Nature."

"Hey, you deserve to be the boss, the game characters that come out are all modeled after gods..."

The diners in Fengxianlou discussed.

For most of them, the things in Origin Mall are not something they can consume.

However, lack of financial resources is one thing, and not being interested is another.

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