Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

"I can tolerate the darkness because I have never seen the light."

Luochuan took a sip of fruit wine, feeling the sweet and cold liquid sweeping through every corner of his mouth, placing the cup in front of him, looking like a world shrouded in a pink filter, it was true and false. .

"I can bear the darkness because I never saw the light..."

Yao Ziyan repeated Luo Chuan's words softly, turning his head to look out the door slightly in a daze.

A famous human was walking through the other side of the street with heavy steps. The street lamp left a long shadow behind him. His slightly messy hair covered most of his face, and his footsteps were also slightly heavy.

What is he going to do? Where is it going? What are you thinking about?

Yao Ziyan didn't know the answer, and the human being quickly disappeared from her sight. The world was like this, and for many people, they were born suffering.

Perhaps when encountering certain things, she would indeed intervene.

But if he wanted to completely change all of this... Yao Ziyan thought that he didn't have the ability, and would not do that.

As I said just now, the world is like this.

It is impossible to change completely, just like light and darkness have always coexisted. All people can do is try their best to change all of them. Personal power is always insignificant.

Not only humans, but also other intelligent races...

"The story of the witch... you saw it at Anno?"

Luo Chuan's voice brought Yao Ziyan's thoughts of not knowing where to fly back to reality.

"Huh? Yes."

She nodded, her expression became more mysterious, "It is said that this was changed based on real events."

"Any inspiration is found in reality." Luo Chuan touched his chin and nodded slightly, not surprised by Yao Ziyan's words.

The same is true for his novels.

Often reading a book, or listening to other people talking about some gossip, and then seeing some news through a magic phone, through various channels, a variety of novel ideas can often be generated.

There is a saying, there is no lack of inspiration in life, just the lack of eyes to find inspiration.

"What?" Yao Ziyan felt that Luochuan should have misunderstood something, and couldn't help rolling his eyes. "I mean the story of the witch was adapted from real events."

"Adapt it." Luo Chuan moved the cup to the direction of Yao Ziyan, and the girl's figure was correspondingly distorted, as if looking at a haha ??mirror, "Xiaoyan, why are you so concerned about this? Don’t you want to visit various places and write a travel note based on your own experience? I support you."

Luochuan expressed his views on this.

"No." Yao Ziyan shook his head and refused.

If it was before, she might be very interested in it.

Traveling in unfamiliar places, meeting different partners, and admiring the beautiful natural scenery in various regions is a very romantic thing to think about.

However, human beings are always changeable... the same is true for most races other than human beings.

For the current Yao Ziyan, she only likes a plain life, perhaps this can be regarded as growth in a certain sense.

Anyway, there was nothing to do when she was idle, Yao Ziyan simply took the witch's travel notes that Anno had lent her, and prepared to continue her unfinished reading.

As for Luo Chuan, after spending a while, he opened a light curtain casually, and in front of the light curtain there was a keyboard that was also condensed by light.

He stretched, moved his fingers briefly, and began to code.

Daytime is the time for leisure and entertainment, and codewords are most suitable for people in the dead of night at night. Who is the author who writes things during the day?

…Well, it's actually that Luochuan lazy cancer has attacked these days, and he has been eating deposits. The most terrifying thing is that when he noticed this, there was not much deposit left.

In order to avoid the most terrifying thing like Judgment from happening, I can only keep myself busy.

Yao Ziyan turned a page and couldn't help smiling as she looked at the illustration.

"Puff, Carbon Witch..."

Yao Ziyan looked at Luochuan subconsciously, he should be preparing to share this incident with him, but the latter was crackling on the keyboard at this time, the speed of his fingers moving almost with shadows.

No, it's not almost, it does have an afterimage.

Yao Ziyan blinked, and there was a faint purple light flashing in his eyes, and he could see that the time around Luochuan was distorted, as if being fast-forwarded, but from Luochuan's point of view, it was being slowed down.

To put it simply, it is one hour under normal circumstances, which can be used as two hours, three hours or even longer for Luochuan.

After realizing this, Yao Ziyan couldn't help being stunned. To be honest, she had never considered this aspect before.

Having said that, it seems that the average author can't control the time, right?

"Hey, what is the boss doing?" Anno might have something to do with Yao Ziyan. When he came to the counter, Luochuan was attracted by Luochuan, and he was rather confused and curious about the scene in front of him.

"Write something." Yao Ziyan replied.

"What to write?" Anno continued to ask.

"Of course it is a novel." Yao Ziyan continued to read the book.

Anno was stunned for a moment, and his ice-blue eyes gradually widened.

"Surprised?" Yao Ziyan raised his head to look at the elf girl, with a smile on his face.

"Very surprised." Anno nodded quite sincerely, approaching Yao Ziyan as if afraid to disturb Luochuan and lowering his voice, thinking about forgetting how noisy the atmosphere in the tavern was. "You and the boss both write novels. Did you know it this way?"

"Um?"

This time it was Yao Ziyan's turn to be stunned. She looked at Anno unclearly, and the elf girl's eyes flashed with a look called gossip.

…Well, I can’t think of how she associates it with this.

"It's not." Yao Ziyan smiled and shook his head, recalling what happened a long time ago, "I was injured at the time. When I met Luochuan, he saved me."

"Ah, I see, this is a life-saving grace, right?" Anno had an expression that he had guessed the truth.

Demon Purple Smoke: "..."

How do you feel that Anno has changed a lot from when you first encountered it? Could it be that Luochuan really has an aura of assimilation in a certain sense, making everyone around him...harmonic...

"Of course not." Yao Ziyan interrupted Anno's increasingly unreliable guess, "That was only the beginning of our acquaintance, and then a lot of things happened, and it gradually became what it is now."

A lot of things have indeed happened, and this is absolutely true.

"That's it." Anno's pointed ears quivered slightly, looking a little disappointed. "It seems that this is in line with reality... The situation I just said usually only happens in novels..."

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