Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The Origin Mall, which had just opened for business, looked deserted, and Luochuan and Yao Ziyan behind the counter were muttering what they were talking about, and didn't care about the appearance of the shop.

The master and servant who entered the shop seemed to be here for the first time, and they were looking around curiously about the environment in the shop.

Luo Chuan just glanced at it and lost interest. Every day, new customers come to Origin Mall. There is nothing worth paying attention to. The two of them thought they should be the identity of the young master of the family.

The decoration of Origin Mall seemed to shock the two of them.

It seemed that something suddenly came to mind. The young man subconsciously looked in the direction he was coming from. The environment in the shop was so clean and tidy.

Something was beyond his expectation, as if the ground made of a special silver-white metal was still as smooth as new, without any footprints or stains left at all. The boy looked at his shoes again and was mostly wet by the rain. This discovery made him His eyes widened in surprise.

The young man couldn't help but remember the news he had learned before.

Things related to Origins Mall, even if it feels outrageous, it is also a reasonable category, there is no need to entangle so much, it is only the limitation of one's own vision if it feels incomprehensible.

Young people can see this truth firsthand.

"Master, that's a magic phone, didn't you say you want to buy one before you come, let's go quickly." At a glance, the attendant saw the shelves with many magic phones, and other shelves full of goods.

Those are all spirit crystals!

He Xiuyu nodded, feeling a little excited in his heart. After arriving in Jiuyao City, he saw that many cultivators were holding the kind of goods called magic phones, and some ordinary people with wealthy backgrounds did the same. It's hard to bear, otherwise I wouldn't be here so early in the morning.

Did not even buy the breakfast sold in Yuangui's shop.

Even if it's a bit expensive, the price is based on Lingjing, but now that you are here, you must experience the things that only exist in the hearing.

When they arrived at the shelf, He Xiuyu and his attendant looked at the price of the goods, and suddenly felt that the hundreds of spiritual crystals they brought seemed unable to buy anything.

So poor.

In fact, this is just an illusion, because most customers of Origin Mall are just ordinary cultivators. There are not so many spirit crystals that stay in the store all day. It is impossible to eat the goods sold in Origin Mall as snacks every day.

Even Bu Lige, the son of Zhennan Hou, does not have a pack of spicy noodles every day. The price of one hundred spirit crystals is not cheap. At most, you can come and taste a pack when you send out your pocket money. Or just get rare items in the virtual world and sell them for a good price.

Customers like An Weiya who eat as if they don't need money are only a few.

He Xiuyu quickly understood this, and did not continue to struggle with the issue of Lingjing, and generously bought a magic phone for his attendant, so that it is more convenient for the two parties to connect, and as for other products, he also bought other products. A few, and the length of time the holographic device has been used.

He Xiuyu looked at the spirit crystals that had been reduced by more than half in an instant, and began to think in his heart whether he should find a way to earn spirit crystals. According to this method, he would become poor and white in a few days.

Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan continued to murmur, ignoring the two of them.

They will ask themselves if they have questions. You don't need to worry about so much. To give customers the corresponding freedom, Origin Mall has always been like this-of course, it's okay to say that the boss and shop assistants are relatively lazy.

The topic they discussed was mainly Rongguang's character costumes.

It has been so long since Yao Ziyan talked about this when the card was dubbed last time, but she felt that Luochuan seemed to have no intention of preparing for this, and finally couldn't help mentioning it again to Luochuan.

Because of the boring idleness, Luo Chuan did not vaguely go over this time, discussing this matter with Yao Ziyan.

It’s not impossible to hand it all over to Yao Ziyan. She has done most of the previous card drawing, but Luochuan feels that if everything is left to Yao Ziyan, it’s really wrong. It’s best to leave it to the customers themselves. To provide ideas.

Luo Chuan proposed the concept of "creative workshop", which Yao Ziyan agreed with.

By paying a certain amount of Lingjing and meeting certain requirements, you can design your own image for your favorite glorious character, and you should be welcomed by customers if you think about it.

There are also glorious games.

Of course, for the moment, the competition is just an idea. The most important thing at the moment is the character design. Yao Ziyan feels that she can do it by herself now. As for the "creative workshop" that Luochuan said, she won't be able to get it out for a while. It's better to find something to do for yourself.

The girl feels bored after having been idle for so long.

Time passes, and the years are quiet.

The quiet atmosphere of Origin Mall has not been maintained for long. Soon there will be customers with or without umbrellas. Even if it rains, it will not hinder their determination to come to Origin Mall. Most of them are for holography. From the equipment.

In Luochuan's words, that is the late stage of internet addiction, which is completely hopeless.

Not long after, two familiar figures came to the store. Yao Ziyue and Qingyuan each ate something similar to pancake fruit. Judging from their expressions, the taste should be very good. It seems that Yuangui's small shop provided today. This is your breakfast.

"What are you up to?" Seeing Yao Ziyan staring at the magic phone, Qing Yuan leaned forward curiously.

Many messy lines were displayed on the screen, and Qing Yuan, relying on her powerful brain supplement ability, vaguely saw the outline of a humanoid creature, but that was all.

"Drawing." Yao Ziyan replied.

"Who painted it? Isn't it me?" Qing Yuan asked with a smile.

"No, it must be me." Yao Ziyue was not to be outdone either.

"Yes, yes, it's you two." Yao Ziyan replied extremely perfunctorily. She also knew that these two people would never be able to continue painting quietly here, and simply closed the magic phone, squinted her eyes slightly, revealing a trace of mystery. Smiled, "I have something to do with me? Let me guess, did it happen last night?"

Qing Yuan wanted to ask Yao Ziyan about this, but since she went back last night, she has been bothered by this matter.

Don't go out at night...

How did Yao Ziyan know in advance?

According to Qing Yuan's understanding of her, this girl doesn't seem to be able to measure such skills, and it seems that calculations can't be counted in this area, right? This is also what makes Qingyuan puzzling.