Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The life of Soul Lock is very simple.

Being in a daze, watching magical phones, writing novels, and taking a break is all he can do.

However, Soul Lock was not dissatisfied with this. For him, such a peaceful life was really rare, and if he could, he hoped it could continue forever.

Forget the identity of the last patriarch.

Here, he is just an ordinary Origin Mall customer, and he is also a popular origin reader. This alone is enough.

There is no dispute, the whispers in my mind have completely disappeared, and the soul lock has enough time to think and understand the outside world through the magic phone.

The boss didn't completely forget him, he would throw in some special food from time to time.

Some are products of Origin Mall, and others are some peels, fruit pits, etc. Anyway, the soul locks are not rejected, and all of them are eaten in the stomach.

In his opinion, the boss doesn't need to be so complicated if he wants to harm him, so what he throws in is for him to eat.

In the past few days, Soul Lock even felt that his cultivation level had improved a lot, and he himself had never focused on cultivation, which means that it was all the effects of those foods!

Worthy of being a god.

Even if you just throw away some domestic garbage, it would be an unquestionable divine object for a mortal like him, and the soul lock completely understood this matter.

He is even a little bit lucky now that he was thrown into the Star Empire by the turbulence of space, and then was caught and thrown here by the boss, thus completely getting rid of the influence of the Lord of the End.

"...

What is the nature of living things in this world? I thought about this question for a long time, and finally barely came up with an answer.

Maybe it's right, maybe it's wrong, but right or wrong shouldn't matter to me anymore. After that day, the original "I" disappeared.

When the last person forgets me, I will disappear completely in this world, right?

…』

Soul Lock throws away the magic phone, ending today's codeword.

The system space can't distinguish time. There is no change at any time, and it seems that there is no similar place. The veil of the distant beauty is changing all the time.

The soul lock is mainly used to see the time through the magic phone.

Although it didn't make much sense to do so, he still did it, maybe it was idle, or it might be to let himself not ignore the passage of time.

The reason is not important.

Quietness is the style of the system space. If the soul lock doesn't make a sound, the entire space is completely dead. Except for the initial collapse, he is now used to such an environment, and even faintly likes it.

A quiet space can always make people sink their hearts and think quietly.

After maybe a few minutes, or even a few hours later, a certain special spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared, and the soul lock that had almost fallen asleep became energetic in less than a second.

The system space is very special, there is no gravity, and there is no distinction between up and down, left and right, so the soul lock is always floating, anyway, there is only himself, the image is not important at all.

With anticipation, Soul Lock looked in the direction of spatial fluctuations.

The movement is not too big, and the objects thrown in should also be small, what would it be? A little cake with a bite? Peel off? Still unfinished food?

Soul Lock didn't think it was shameful to assume the responsibility of the trash can.

This is something of the gods, even if it is domestic garbage, it is also lost by the gods. If it is spread out, there will be countless people vying to be the "trash can".

In the gaze of Soul Lock's expectation, the spatial fluctuation disappeared, and this time the "living garbage" appeared in front of his eyes.

Um…

Seems to be a fruit?

It is round, the size of a normal human finger belly, dark purple, and looks ordinary.

Most of the things thrown in are ordinary.

The black mist condensed tentacles grabbed the fruit and moved it to the front to smell it. It was also an ordinary fruit smell. It seemed that if you wanted to know a special place, you could only eat it.

The soul lock directly threw it into his mouth, and the circular rows of forest white teeth squirmed slowly, turning it into juice, filling the entire alienated mouth.

The next second, the movement of the soul lock froze, and then began to cough violently.

Soul lock only felt an unspeakable shock burst from his mouth, and then impacted his consciousness along the completely alienated nervous system. At this moment, he felt that he had even broken through a certain sensory limit, breaking through the carbon. The barrier of basic creatures...oh no, now he is not a carbon-based creature either.

All in all, the soul lock can't describe what it tastes like. Every nerve in him is twitching, every tentacles are knotting, and even the experience of connecting with the gift of gods is completely incomparable. It has been completely surpassed. The realm of mortals.

The thick black mist escaped from the soul lock body, but he did not realize this at all, and his consciousness was completely occupied by that indescribable taste.

In the faint, something at the soul level was silently shattered.

If Luo Chuan is paying attention to the system space, you can see that the soul lock is now full of black smoke, as if it is about to "soul flies away", and the soul lock book "person" has no response to this, and is still immersed in the emperor's amazement. On impact.

Without Luochuan's permission, it is impossible to hang in the system space.

It took a full half an hour before Soul Lock's consciousness that was like a flat boat floating in the storm barely returned. At this time, he had completely turned into a black mist with no specific shape. Compared with the first time, it seemed more. There was some unexplainable change.

Soul Lock only felt that he was regaining his clarity in a dazed manner. The indescribable taste was still impacting his already alienated taste buds, but his mental state was extremely good, and it felt like he had undergone a special baptism.

The black mist surged, and the shadow of the soul lock quickly condensed.

The face covered by scale armor was clearly visible with a look of fear. He did not understand what was going on just now. The brain (if he still had this kind of physiological structure) was still in a groggy state, fundamentally Can't think about detailed things.

Soul Lock opened his mouth wide and retched a few more times, but it was a pity that he didn't vomit anything. The fruit he just ate had been completely digested and absorbed by his body.

The soul lock shook his head, looked at his body, and faintly felt that something had changed, but he could not perceive anything when he perceived it carefully.

However, the things the boss throws in are always weird, and Soul Lock feels that he has a good spirit, so he simply took out the magic phone and prepared to burst the 4D today.