Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Soul Lock took the Sprite, took a sip, then savored it carefully.

He felt countless tiny bubbles burst in his mouth, and the cold breath instantly filled the entire mouth, with an unparalleled sense of refreshment.

After swallowing it, there seemed to be a cold current condensed by ice that swept across the body, and the original irritability was calmed down a lot.

No, it doesn't seem.

This item called Sprite really had an effect on his spirit.

Soul Lock looked at the Sprite in his hand in shock, his vertical pupils almost turned into a thin line, and he couldn't believe what was happening right now.

As he expected, Sprite also has special effects.

It's just that this time it didn't act on the body, but directly acted on the spirit.

Xu was accustomed to the ubiquitous contact after receiving the gift of the gods. After the contact disappeared, the soul lock fell into a violent state inexplicably.

Now that this inexplicable influence has disappeared, he was surprised to find that he was able to think normally and clearly.

And not only that, the mental power that was previously consumed has also been completely replenished back, as if he had never been injured by the turbulence of space.

This feeling is like going out to bathe in the golden morning glow after recovering from a serious illness, and the whole person is completely reborn.

Soul Lock was completely immersed in the shock to the Sprite effect.

As for the worries of "this is very likely to be an experiment", they have long been thrown out of the sky, and the experiment will be done, and he hopes there will be more experiments like this.

The only thing that makes Soul Lock feel unacceptable is that this world is too dry, there is no other thing except him, only endless nothingness.

Fortunately, now Soul Lock's attention has been completely attracted by Sprite, and his subconscious has also told himself not to pay attention to this matter.

God knows how long he will stay in this place next, if he can't survive a day, even he himself feels a little funny.

Soul Lock sighed slightly, took another sip of Sprite, and closed his eyes to feel the unique taste of Sprite.

This may be the only thing he can feel fun here.

Soul Lock looked at his palm. The black skin was covered with fine scales, and the nails were replaced by sharp bone spurs, which looked similar to the limbs of a beast.

There was a space ring on it, but it was lost in the turbulence of space.

An extremely weird smile appeared on Soul Lock's face: "Am I still a human now?"

He had an answer to this question long ago.

It doesn't matter whether it is human or not, his life has long been dedicated to a great god.

Soul Lock retracted his palm and focused on the Sprite in his hand again.

The game between the gods...

Aside from the purpose of the young man claiming to be the boss for arresting him here, Sprite is really delicious. If you can drink it every day, it seems to be good to stay here.

After careful calculation, it was less than half a day before he came here.

After the spirit returned to calm, the soul lock's perception of time became more precise.

But he also knew that this was only temporary, and in terms of his mental state, it might not be long before it would become what it was just now.

Thinking of this, an irritable thought grew in Soul Lock's heart again, and he drank another Sprite quickly to calm his mood.

In the early morning, the heavy clouds had not yet dissipated, the dark blue night was still shrouded at the end of the sky, and the heavy snow was still falling, dyeing the sky and the earth into plain white colors.

There have long been pedestrians coming and going on the streets of the city, and the smoke is dotted among the snow-covered buildings, gradually dissolving into the world.

Luo Chuan opened his wistful eyes and saw this scene.

It's not completely bright yet, it seems it's still early.

Luo Chuan closed his eyes, rolled over and continued to sleep.

Anyway, he doesn't need to get up early. He can sleep for as long as he wants. Besides, getting up early in the winter is something that requires great perseverance.

Soon Luochuan fell into his dreamland again, and the dreamland was still seamlessly connected with the previous one.

After about two hours, Luochuan finally ended his retreat.

After sitting up on the bed, he stretched his waist deeply, then rubbed his eyes and looked out the window. The sky was still gloomy, and the snow didn't mean to stop at all.

"It's still snowing."

Luo Chuan grumbled, picked up the magic phone next to him and checked the time, and then slowly put on his clothes.

After coming to Qichuan for so long, he has forgotten the time to live in Origin Mall.

But it doesn't seem to be much different from now, that is, you have to get up relatively early, after all, you have to open the door for business when you are in Origin Mall.

Luochuan touched his chin and whispered to himself: "It might be good to let the tiger mad continue to watch the store after the filming is over..."

"Please note, boss, the position of the store manager of Origin Mall cannot be changed." The system can't stand it anymore.

Luochuan left the Origin Mall and then traveled the world with the monster purple smoke or found a place to live in seclusion... The system felt that Luochuan was not unable to do such a thing.

"I know, I just talk about it casually." Luo Chuan waved his hand indifferently, "And you forgot the name of this book? I definitely wouldn't do that."

System: "...I hope so."

After a brief wash, Luo Chuan left the room slowly and came to the lobby.

Xu was influenced by Luo Chuan, and the customers who followed him became lazy.

It was already morning, but there were only a few people in the hall, basically looking at magic phones on the sofa.

After picking some food, Luo Chuan randomly found a place to sit down, and casually asked the demon Ziyan next to him: "Where are they?"

"It should be all sleeping." Yao Ziyan answered Luo Chuan's question, "When I left last night, I saw many people playing with holographic devices and only returned to the room this morning."

So is this a group overnight?

Luochuan couldn't help thinking about going to the Internet cafe with his friends for a night when he was in school, and then thinking about other things.

But this type of entertainment for young people is no longer suitable for him.

In addition, Luochuan will not change the business hours of Origin Mall because of this. The current way of opening in the morning and afternoon is quite good.

Luo Chuan nodded and started to eat breakfast. Although the taste was not as good as Yao Ziyan's own cooking, it was also delicious.

Besides, he always felt as if he had forgotten something.

Forget it, it shouldn't be a particularly important thing. Luo Chuan left this idea behind and chatted with Yao Ziyan.

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