Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Luochuan wandered around the city of steel.

The city is very large and belongs to the level of a modern metropolis. The probability of meeting the customers of Origin Mall is very small. There is no purpose to hang out, occasionally buy some food, and squat on the side of the road to watch the dwarf craftsmen forge weapons.

Having said that, Luochuan will also forge it.

Take a pat, squeeze, pull and pull, and then squeeze it twice if it feels inappropriate. A suitable weapon is simply completed.

By the way, I also went to the future Hearthstone Tavern to take a look.

Most of the crowded shelves have disappeared. There is still a magic car parked at the door, and people are constantly moving things out. God knows how many items Smollett has collected.

The original boss held a pamphlet and directed, for fear that others would damage his things.

When Luo Chuan came over, he didn't forget to say hello, saying that he was going to pack his things, and then the shop would be handed over to him.

Luo Chuan felt that Smollett's "almost" should be not a short time.

Fortunately, he has plenty of time, and he doesn't mind waiting for a few more days. At that time, his business focus may be on the tavern.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you don't care about Origin Mall.

The time in the morning is always very short. Whether it is asleep or awake, it is a blink of an eye. It feels like I haven't done anything yet. When I notice it, it's time for lunch.

I didn't do anything, it didn't seem to be.

Yao Ziyan was preparing lunch upstairs, and the entire Origin Mall was empty, without the hustle and bustle of business hours.

It’s also good to be quiet, to be able to calm down and think about many things that you don’t notice much in the day.

Luo Chuan suddenly thought that he had thrown an emperor into the system space and marveled.

Lightly snapped his fingers, and a light curtain emerged.

In the screen of the system space, Soul Lock was staring at the magical phone intently, the angle of view was zoomed in, and he was writing a novel with code words, and the black mist escaped from his body.

Luo Chuan took a closer look again and confirmed that he was not dazzled—the soul was smoking.

Um…

This is the codeword to the point where I smoke?

Luochuan immediately admired him, and the so-called role model of the author is nothing more than that.

I took a closer look and found that the soul lock was indeed smoking, but it was in a very good state, so I didn't pay much attention to it. The main effect of the emperor's amazement was on the soul level and would not cause negative effects.

Moreover, in the system space, even if Luo Chuan died, he could be resurrected.

Become a contract author and want to put things off without finishing writing? A joke, don't even think about getting off when you get on the thief ship.

Cough, Luo Chuan means that since he is an author, he must have professionalism. What does it mean to give up halfway and give up in chaos? Bah, scumbag.

Well, yes, that's it.

Xu was bored. Luo Chuan looked at the magic phone for a while and went upstairs to see if there was any place he could help him. It was not right to just wait for food all day, and he felt uneasy.

Yao Ziyan looked at Luochuan suspiciously.

Naturally, she didn't believe Luo Chuan's words. If she was unhappy, why did she go before? And in her opinion, it's fine if a certain boss doesn't come to make trouble.

"Then I'm leaving."

"Uh-huh."

Luo Chuan sighed and left the kitchen silently. This feeling of not being needed was really bad. Later he would have to eat a bowl of rice to heal his wounded heart.

It would be better to have a kiss.

Luo Chuan paused as he walked downstairs, and he noticed that something was wrong with him.

Um…

Forget it, don't want that much.

Luo Chuan was more inclined to get along more naturally after getting acquainted with him, anyway, Yao Ziyan didn't hate him for it, so it seemed pretty good.

lunch time.

The rain was still falling, and it didn't mean to stop for a while. The weather forecast in Tianji Pavilion also proved this. The weather for the next few days should be this kind of weather.

"Luochuan, I feel you are weird these few days." Yao Ziyan said suddenly.

"Is that so?" Luo Chuan could perceive it himself. The demon Ziyan, who has always been sensitive, would naturally not ignore it. He thought a little bit, "Maybe it's because you are too cute. Can I touch your hand?"

Yao Ziyan: "...eat!"

I didn't want to pay attention to a certain boss who was obviously wrong, and ate silently.

This one is delicious, and that one is also delicious. As expected, she made it. Recently, her cooking skills have improved a lot.

"By the way, do you have a strange feeling?" Luo Chuan asked suddenly after being quiet for a few minutes.

"Strange feeling?" Yao Ziyan looked at Luochuan, "I think you are strange enough in Luochuan."

Not only want to touch her legs, but also her feet.

"It's not this." Luo Chuan shook his head, feeling the need to correct his image in Yao Ziyan's heart, "I mean it feels like something is going to happen recently. By the way, are you not the **** of fate? Can you help me? Predict it?"

Yao Ziyan rolled his eyes.

Although she has gradually accepted the title of God of Destiny, Luo Chuan still feels weird to say that.

"I won't." Yao Ziyan shook her head, how could she predict fate, and now she is not the true **** of fate, she will have strange dreams from time to time when she sleeps at night, and people who can't see her face beg her for gold Legend or something.

Luochuan looked a little disappointed.

Yao Ziyan thought for a while and couldn't help asking: "Luochuan, why do you feel this way?"

"I don't know." Luo Chuan continued to eat, "It just feels, there is no reason, maybe it is some kind of special information entanglement, alas, I want to open a shop quietly and be the boss, there is always something to come to the door."

"Information entangled?"

"The information level is almost similar to what is commonly known as'destiny'. No matter what you do, under a series of coincidences, certain things are destined to happen, just like a long-determined future."

"Sounds... weird, I don't quite understand."

"I don't understand either." Luo Chuan sighed and decided not to pay attention to this.

Yao Ziyan felt that Luo Chuan had become a familiar boss again.

I rarely struggle with certain things, and solve them when they happen. I just ignore them when they don’t happen and there is no way to prevent them. It’s very free and easy, and of course it can be said to be big-hearted.

After lunch, Luochuan was going to take a nap.

Yao Ziyan hugged her doll pillow and squeezed to Luo Chuan's side, looking very energetic, she didn't mean to take a nap at all.

"Luochuan, last time we talked about the appearance of the Moon Demon Curse Blue, what happened after that?"

"Yawn~ I want to sleep."

"Talk about it."

Yao Ziyan poked Luo Chuan's arm sideways, almost saying "I'm curious", after thinking about it, he leaned closer and tapped on his face, her long eyelashes flickered and she hugged tightly. The pillow in his arms is indescribably cute and cute.

Luo Chuan was helpless. If he didn't say anything, he would feel too guilty.

"Um... Curse Lan belongs to the boss of the eight great demons, and controls gravity..."