Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Luo Chuan looked at the old man whose expression suddenly became serious, looked at the emblem in his hand and the cup that he was holding tightly with his other hand, and guessed the reason.

Hmm... Is this treating yourself as a demon similar to equivalent exchange? This shop is the residence of the devil?

Although there is no problem in general, it always feels weird.

Rona was in a complicated mood. He felt that he came here as a guide from fate. The only shop on the street with lights on, I am afraid that most pedestrians would have the curiosity to come in and take a look.

A powerful emblem, I feel that the energy of the whole body can burst out through it, and the power it will cause will be extremely terrifying. He looked at the emblem in his palm again.

"What's the price?" He put down his right hand and asked seriously.

Now Rona has been able to be sure that this boss who looks no different from ordinary humans does not know what terrible existence it is, which even reminds him of the legendary god.

You must know that he had been paying attention to the process of making coffee just now, and he hadn't noticed anything unusual, but after drinking it, this miraculous effect appeared.

"I haven't set the selling price yet, just watch and give it." Luo Chuan was talking about the selling price, not the price Rona said, but he didn't seem to notice this.

The old man, who looked like a British nobleman, was silent for a moment, and took a red crystal from his jacket pocket and placed it on the table: "I think this should be enough."

Then he drank the rest of the coffee, showing an unspeakable aura, came to the door and picked up the black umbrella that was there.

His footsteps paused slightly, and he placed the palm with the black top hat on his chest and bowed slightly towards Luochuan.

Then put on the top hat, opened the black umbrella, and disappeared into the rainy night with the cold wind.

Guests with stories.

Luo Chuan withdrew his gaze and took the red crystal that Rona had placed on the table in his hand.

Contains special energy, with blood-stained veins all over it, like the crystallization of some substance.

Seemingly nothing special, Luo Chuan then placed it on a shelf mounted on the wall behind the counter.

After all, it’s the first income of the coffee shop, and it looks pretty, it’s nice to put it there as a decoration.

But we have to clean the storefront.

Luo Chuan looked at the cups the guests had just used and the water marks left on the floor, and sighed slightly.

Really troublesome, not as good as Origin Mall.

Forget it, this little thing doesn't bother the system, just as experiencing life.

Rona left the shop, walked a few steps, and looked back.

The translucent window was filled with warm light, which was distinct from the darkness outside.

It's not like a dwelling place for the devil, but like an entrance to heaven.

Rona shook his hand, and the emblem on his palm could be clearly felt, reminding him that what he had just experienced was not an illusion.

A smile appeared on his pale face, and he moved in the direction he had come.

It seems that I don’t have to leave this time...

That British distinguished guest should be the only customer in the coffee shop. Luo Chuan played again and did not wait for the second customer.

Also, if there is no special situation at night of this kind of heavy rain, who would go out.

Feeling a little boring, Luochuan returned to Origin Mall early.

"Boss, it's not too late, right?" Yao Ziyan noticed Luo Chuan who was going to the shelf to get a bottle of Coke.

"It's raining there too." Luochuan took a bottle of Coke and walked over.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Yao Ziyan nodded, keenly aware of the different places, "The boss looks good today?"

The coffee shop opened on the second day, and Luochuan was indeed in a good mood.

But now he doesn't want to expose it too soon: "It feels like normal."

"Really?" Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan suspiciously. She had always believed in her instincts.

Luo Chuan felt that the girl still wanted to keep asking questions, and decided to change the subject: "How is the story you wrote? Has it been revised?"

Mentioning this incident, Yao Ziyan nodded happily: "Of course, I have read it from beginning to end just now, and no mistake was found. Boss, would you like to read it?"

"Good." Luo Chuan nodded in response.

Yao Ziyan handed Luochuan his magic phone.

When Luo Chuan was browsing, she was also watching, taking a peek at Luo Chuan's face from time to time.

Since reading it last time, Luo Chuan didn't know what Yao Ziyan wrote afterwards.

Moreover, Yao Ziyan told him that the previous one had also been revised a lot, so he still looked at it from the beginning.

The beginning of the story is the introduction of the characters and various similar settings.

According to Luo Chuan's understanding, this is a world where magic and science coexist. It was named Glory Continent by Yao Ziyan.

Now what he was watching was the story of the undead priest Huka and the arbiter Helram.

Human greed is always endless, life, money, status... these things exude temptation to countless people.

The wandering mage accidentally got the magic scroll from a long time ago, and carried out a summoning ritual that was taboo for seeking knowledge, and awakened the undead priest Huka who was sleeping here.

What followed was an endless plague of death. Under the erosion of the power of death, the living died and the dead came back to life. The original vibrant world turned into a hellish zone.

Hellym was originally the prince of a country eroded by the plague. He witnessed the destruction of his kingdom under this disaster-like disaster and determined to avenge the undead priest Suka that caused it all.

As for the mage, he was taken over by Shuka when the forbidden summoning ritual was successful, and he died before the disaster, paying the price of his life for the search for knowledge.

In search of power, Hellym embraced the power from the shadows through a mysterious artifact left behind by the kingdom, turned into a judge, and walked on the road of revenge...

Very well written, Luo Chuan soon became immersed in the story depicted in the text.

"Very good." Luo Chuan gave a heartfelt evaluation after reading it, and then added, "But I have a familiar feeling, I don't know if it is my illusion."

"Boss, this is what you told me some time ago." Yao Ziyan took the magic phone and said with a smile.

I said?

Luo Chuan thought for a while, as if Yao Ziyan had indeed asked him for inspiration some time ago.

At that time, he just said casually, he didn't expect it to be adopted.

Luochuan took a long time to read, and it was getting late now. After a brief discussion, they went back to their rooms to rest.