There is a convenience store in the last days

Chapter 6

The style of painting is a little strange.

The corresponding annotations under each icon are too small and crowded together, making it uncomfortable to watch.

Luo Liangliang leaned over and looked at it for a long time before she could barely make out the pattern on it.

The icon of the villain applying the mask corresponds to the beauty bonus, and the small words behind it explain the direction of the bonus, such as calf fat reduction, comprehensive nose beautification, etc.There is a sparkling "S" shaped watermark on the icon, which is undoubtedly a non-invasive fine-tuning.

The little man's entry and exit icon corresponds to the time limit for going out, up to two months, one month, half a month... three hours, 10 minutes.

Wait, 10 minutes?

An "A" watermark is printed on the icon.

The icon of the villain taking medicine corresponds to the acceleration limit of resurrection progress.Originally, if she died once in this world, it would take one world day, which is 365 days, to be resurrected. Now this accelerated resurrection buff can directly shorten the time and reduce the resurrection limit to one day, one month, or 180 days.

The icon is also printed with an "A" shaped watermark.

The remaining nine icon buttons are marked with question mark patterns in various colors and have no watermark symbol.

Luo Liangliang was a little dazed, this operation felt a little confusing.

"Fu Dada, is the chance of drawing a lottery okay?"

[Random gachas have mysterious attributes, which are no worse than S-level and A-level gachas. The probability of drawing is uncertain and depends on luck. There is no secret operation.You are also a veteran employee of the company, so you know the details.Star Eyes.JPG】

"I always thought that you guys would punish me, but I have no proof." To be honest, she used to be very keen on this kind of tricking the host.

Luo Liangliang hesitantly put fifty prisms into the currency input port.

beep beep~
A burst of rock and roll slot machine background music came.

Colorful lights sweep across the icons on the carousel from time to time.

Every time she passes "S", she will tremble along with it. Who wouldn't be tempted by the beauty buff.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared, and amidst the hype falling, a gray gashapon rolled out from the notch in the middle of the turntable.

Luo Liangliang held the gashapon with a spartan look, confused, and always felt as if someone had manipulated it. Is this dingy thing really the actual product in the picture?
【Congratulations, you got a random Gacha, quality "'C", is it unlocked? 】

"Solution." Luo Liangliang gritted her teeth and said.

I saw the gray gashapon, like a spinning top, circling rapidly in mid-air, and then split in two, with a piece of buttery paper floating out from the middle.

Luo Liangliang continued to have black lines all over her head.

[Congratulations, you have obtained the permission to unlock three pieces of sundries in the living area in advance. Please choose from the following daily necessities. 】

[One, so beautiful and greasy wet wipes.Two, you steam line the insulated bento box.Three, heart beautiful couple towels.Four, hug the little umbrella with love. 】

Luo Liangliang was dazed for two seconds.

"Gone?"

He also said that there was no black box operation, and if it wasn't for tricking her, she would read the English name backwards.

【Choose carefully~】

Luo Liangliang's black face chose the first three.

Immediately, a white light screen appeared on the two rows of shelves near the grocery storage room in the convenience store.

Each of the three living items appears on its corresponding shelf.

After wasting fifty prism crystals in vain, Luo Liangliang really wanted to vomit blood.

"So what's the use of these? To torment me is to increase the workload for yourselves." Luo Liangliang rolled her eyes and lay down on the old man's chair, like a salted fish.

[The arrangement of the system is intentional, and all the supplies are definitely helpful to you. 】

I don't want to talk, I'm autistic.

*
Huo Jin was a little disappointed when he found that the original vacant shop had been replaced with an iron tool trading shop.

Although it was not within his supervision, such a clean and beautiful place always wanted to be owned by himself, a convenience store that was only open to him.

Thinking about it, his eyes dimmed again.

The safe zone has been properly arranged, and that person should also stay here with peace of mind, so that maybe he won't repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

Under the light of the artificial sun, the tall man's back casts a long shadow on the ground.

He unconsciously took out the package of unbreathable crab sticks from his pocket, and carefully tore open the package.

He slipped the crab stick into his mouth in one bite, and put the delicately patterned packaging bag back into his pocket.

*
Duan Heng looked at the zombies crowded in front of him, his eyes were not filled with fear, but eager to try. Looking at them, it was like seeing delicious food.

He numbly hunted down the zombies one after another, taking out all kinds of crystal clear prisms from their brains.

Suddenly, a tall man in a white coat appeared not far ahead.

Although it was white, it was surprisingly clean without a single drop of blood on it. All the zombies were like soft plasticine in his hands and could be kneaded at will.

Seeing Duan Heng, a strange light appeared in the man's eyes.

"Aheng, I finally found you." The other party said deeply, with a charming and seductive voice, deep and low, as if it could burn people to death.

Duan Heng tried his best to search through the mess of memories, and seeing it approaching gradually, he clenched the hammer in his hand, and cautiously backed up to the side of the car.

"Who are you?"

The man in white didn't show any doubts at all, he looked like he should, "You really shouldn't recognize me."

As he spoke, he stopped two meters away from Duan Heng, and took out a glass-framed photo from his pocket.

Full of nostalgia, pointing at the person above.

"This is you."

Duan Heng opened his eyes wide. No matter how he looked at it, there was a woman with beautiful features and a gentle expression in the photo, who somehow looked familiar.

The man continued, "You were very cute when you were still an embryo."

Duan Heng: ...

I'm afraid it's not a fool.

"Unfortunately, I was only two years old when you were born, and I also left the Duan family. All these years, I only have this photo."

Duan Heng continued to be speechless, he had already opened the car door silently with his hands, and stepped in with one leg.

"Well, Rang Rang, I have to go." He yelled, got into the car, closed the door, and started the engine.

The man in white seemed to be still immersed in the memory and couldn't extricate himself. The zombies who approached him following the human taste were easily kicked away by him, with smooth movements.

Seeing that he was still standing in front of the car, Duan Heng honked the horn.

In his extremely confused eyes, the man walked over and opened the door on the other side.

As for the peculiar smell in the car and the blood stains on the car seat, he seemed to have not noticed it, allowing it to stain his clean clothes.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

Duan Heng raised a question mark.

Is this guy so smart?
"That, a private car. No pick-up or pick-up." Duan Heng didn't turn his face directly because he admired the clean appearance of killing zombies.

The implication is that he doesn't want to form a team, nor does he want to go along with him.

　Seek to catch insects.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)