Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Under the night, the black figure walks on the street, under the shining of the old street, it seems to blend in with the darkness.

Turning the corner, the only shop with lights on appeared in sight. The bright light shines through the window, which is very abrupt in this almost uninhabited area.

Sure enough, is it only open late at night?

Rona came several times during the day, but could only see the closed door.

After exposing Albuquer Valolet's residence to the brilliant flames last night, he did not rush to leave the city.

Rona wanted to see if the rumored magical dream building firm was worthy of its name. He was still confident of his own strength.

There was even some expectation, if this coffee shop was also found, what would happen to those people facing the boss who looked like a **** or devil.

Of course, he just thought about the latter.

He has already tried the effect of the emblem in his hand. What would he get if he had another cup of coffee?

Helping the top hat, Rona walked towards the coffee shop.

"Sonia?" Yao Ziyan was about to speak when the closed store door was suddenly pushed open.

Rhone couldn't help but froze after noticing Yao Ziyan. Is she also a customer of this store?

"Welcome." Even in another world, Yao Ziyan still fulfilled his duties as a clerk.

It turned out to be a clerk.

Rona was stunned, and then thought of what he saw when he came in just now.

It seems that the relationship between the clerk and the boss is very good, and that should be an extremely scary existence.

Regardless of Yao Ziyan or Luochuan, Rona couldn't feel the slightest magical aura, just like ordinary people.

This is obviously abnormal, and it should have completely exceeded his cognition.

"A cup of coffee?" Luo Chuan got up from the sofa.

Rona decided to ask the price first: "I don't know what the price of coffee is?"

"You can just watch it." Luo Chuan said casually.

Yao Ziyan wanted to laugh, it was the first time she saw this way of selling goods.

"This...well." Rona didn't refute, and found a place to sit down.

Luo Chuan came to the counter and began to make coffee.

Yao Ziyan also followed with curiosity, ready to take a look at Luochuan's approach to coffee, and then found many things that seemed to be wrong.

"Give you a cup too." Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan.

"Yeah." Yao Ziyan nodded repeatedly, and responded happily.

Luochuan brewed coffee completely according to his own preferences, and there is no set rules at all.

Since the raw materials and equipment provided by the system are good enough, there are basically no shortcomings.

In about ten minutes, three cups of coffee with huge differences were completed.

Luo Chuan put them on the counter: "The coffee is ready."

Rona, who didn't know what he was meditating from the moment he sat down, got up and went to the counter. He looked at three different cups of coffee and looked a little confused: "These coffees..."

"Pick a cup of it." Luo Chuan said.

From the appearance point of view, there should be a great difference in the effect of each cup, but it is really difficult to judge the difference between them from the appearance. Rona's mind turned wildly.

After struggling again and again, he chose the darkest cup of coffee in the middle, thanked him and returned to his seat with the coffee.

The remaining two cups of coffee were taken by Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan.

"Boss, why does this customer look weird?" Yao Ziyan sent a voice to Luochuan. This is the ability that every customer has when they come to Keluo.

"The coffee sold has special effects. He has already experienced it once." Luo Chuan briefly explained, "I will tell you in more detail."

Yao Ziyan said "Oh" and began to secretly observe Rona with Luo Chuan.

Rhone put the coffee on the table, first of all to observe the difference from the last one.

The first is the color, which has almost become pure black, just like night has fallen.

There are still a few white bubbles floating on the surface, dazzling like bright stars under the light.

It is still rich and mellow, but this time it has a nutty smell. Is it because of the different effects...

Luo Chuan didn't understand the beauty of a cup of coffee. This customer who looked like a nobleman had been staring at it for nearly a minute.

The temperature of the coffee was relatively high, and the demon purple smoke blew a few times and took a sip.

"Um... it tastes good, the boss used to make coffee." Luo Chuan's voice appeared in his mind.

"Just do it casually, because the things used are better." Luo Chuan said.

Yao Ziyan smiled, stopped talking, and savoured the coffee in the cup.

After appreciating, Rona took a deep breath, as if to calm his mind.

Then an extremely serious expression appeared on his face, as if the mad believer had encountered a fetish given by the **** of faith.

He picked up the cup with both hands and drank it all.

Luo Chuan doesn't comment on this. It's all in another world. The way of drinking coffee depends entirely on personal preference.

Yao Ziyan also opened his eyes slightly, expecting what would happen to Rona.

pain!

Pain into the bone marrow!

There seems to be flame burning in the body!

Rona felt the change in his body almost instantly and clenched the cup involuntarily.

The force that can easily squeeze the stone into a powder faces the transparent coffee cup without any impact.

He clenched his teeth almost uncontrollably, and a strange redness that resembled blood vessel lines appeared on the pale skin.

And quickly gathered towards the fingers, the pain disappeared.

The nails had completely turned blood red, growing a lot of length out of thin air, looking like the claws of some kind of beast.

"this is……"

Rona looked at the changes in his palm, his expression was a little unbelievable, as if he hadn't been able to react to the current changes.

He could feel that this change could be controlled, and following his thoughts, the nails quickly returned to their original state.

Come to the counter and prepare to pay the "price" of coffee.

He took out the black hexagonal prism-like crystals from his pocket, which he got from the residence of Albuquer Vaolet, and Rona felt it worth the price of coffee.

Luo Chuan nodded slightly, Rona let out a sigh of relief, bowed and gestured, put on the top hat, and pushed the door to leave.

"Boss, what is this?" Yao Ziyan looked at the black crystal left by Rona, picked it up and observed the light, and could see the slowly moving black mist inside.

"I don't know." Luo Chuan shook his head, then removed the red crystal on the shelf, "He gave it last time."

"Um, boss, you don't know the names, what do you want them to do?" Yao Ziyan was puzzled.

"Coffee can't be given away, right?" Luochuan answered naturally.

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