Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Yao Ziyan said goodbye to Yue and Shizhi, and returned to Luochuan.

A certain boss was watching people playing basketball. When the movie was filming, under the evil taste of Luochuan, he added a series of sports activities in his memory, so when the fantasy world was constructed, there would naturally be this part of things, and There are many other things that Luochuan is familiar with, just like the Internet mentioned by Shizhi.

To put it simply, the [Death Note] world is like a special world formed by the fusion of movies, the earth, and the Tianlan continent.

Yao Ziyan sat down beside Luochuan, bringing a gentle wind.

Xu had just been active for a while, and there was a touch of crimson color on her face, and her hair was wet and stuck to the side of her face with fine sweat, adding a bit of charm to it, and she just sat there quietly. Looking indifferently at the front as if watching a fish swimming in his courtyard.

"What's the matter?" Perceiving Luo Chuan's gaze, Yao Ziyan looked back and asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Luo Chuan retracted his gaze and looked at the two girls playing table tennis not far away. "Why are you back?"

"Tired." Yao Ziyan took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and drew out a piece of sweat wiping his forehead.

Luochuan: "..."

Why do you always want to complain?

"What were you talking about? It seems to be arguing about something." Luo Chuan decided to change the subject.

"Luochuan, didn't you hear?" Yao Ziyan blinked.

"Can you hear it so far?" Luo Chuan asked back.

"Well, but Luochuan, you should be like a creator in this world, right?" Yao Ziyan expressed doubts.

"No, I'm just an ordinary student like you." Luo Chuan said of course, "and you sweated even after playing ping pong, you still say me?"

Yao Ziyan spreads the hair that was **** for the convenience of playing, and the deep purple hair pouring down like a waterfall, without powder, bright eyes and autumn water, showing a little tenderness.

"Well, well, I was wrong." Yao Ziyan didn't argue with Luochuan, "Just now we mainly talked about Kira."

"Then Jiang Wanshang...what's the reaction of Yue?" Luo Chuan came with interest.

Listening to others discuss your own vest, and this vest is well-known throughout the world, belonging to a certain sense of "god", this kind of experience should be very special.

"Nothing happens." Yao Ziyan shook his head, twirling a strand of hair with his fingers, "If I didn't know in advance, I wouldn't be able to connect her to Kira at all, Luochuan, didn't you say that the following plot did not think about it. Well, if it is for the world to improve itself, I feel that Yue should not be that simple."

"Perhaps she has a certain relationship with the **** of death." Luo Chuan began to use his imagination. The most important thing to write a novel is to be agile, and to make up a complete story with extremely brief information. "She is actually left behind by the **** of death. In the blood of the mortal, this also explains why Luc chose her."

"Well...Although I want to complain, it seems quite reasonable." Yao Ziyan was a little helpless.

Luo Chuan coughed slightly: "Don't take it seriously, I just said it casually."

"Well, I know." Yao Ziyan nodded and looked in the direction of the moon. "The flow of time in the movie world is the same as in reality, but the time span in the movie is very long. We can only do this day by day. Wait, or say..."

"Don't worry about this." Luo Chuan pointed to Yao Ziyan's palm, "Remember those functions in the fantasy world, they can all be set, of course, the premise is that you don't forget to use the specifications, and don't use this as a As a pure false world."

Yao Ziyan hummed softly, looked around, the noisy words and the figure of the young girl together formed a beautiful painting.

For them this is the real world, so that is enough.

"Yawn~"

Luo Chuan yawned, rubbed his eyes, and touched Yao Ziyan's arm, "I'm a little sleepy, let's go back."

"Yeah." Yao Ziyan nodded, stood up and waved goodbye to Yue and Shiori who were not far away, "Let's go first."

The two also waved.

"Hey, Luochuan, what do you think will be our status in this world after we leave? Will we always be absent from class?" Yao Ziyan can always find a perspective that Luochuan has never seen.

After being speechless for a while, Luo Chuan pressed the girl’s hair: "It simply disappears from the concept, as if it has never appeared in this world before, and will reappear again when I come here, adding it from the conceptual aspect. Just go up."

Yao Ziyan was stunned, his expression faintly changed.

"What's the matter?" Luo Chuan was a little panicked.

"It's okay." Yao Ziyan shook his head, and after a sigh of relief, he turned to look around, with a light smile between his lips, "Luochuan, you should be real, right?"

The girl beside her smiled, but Luo Chuan saw a little fear in those purple eyes that were as clear as lake water.

What is she afraid of?

All this experience is just an illusory dream. When you wake up from your sleep, everything will disappear like a mirrored flower. There is no Origin Mall, Luochuan, and those familiar customers. Perhaps even this matter itself will be forgotten. …

Luo Chuan sighed, and embraced her in the girl's exclamation.

"Do you say I am real or fake?"

Hearing the steady heartbeat in Luochuan's chest, Yao Ziyan felt a little fever on her face. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only hold on to his clothes tightly, and his voice was almost inaudible.

"Luo, Luochuan, what are you doing?"

"Am I real or fake?"

Luo Chuan repeated it again. There was a little more smile in his voice that he hadn't noticed. It was still the same as the rainy night when he first met at that time. The body in his arms was soft and delicate, like a piece of Exquisite works of art will shatter with a little effort.

Even if he knew that the girl in his arms could easily rub the space, he still felt so.

"Really, is it all right?" Yao Ziyan twisted his body, trying to free herself from Luochuan's arm, "Let go, let go of me... There are so many people here..."

"It's okay, look around."

Yao Ziyan barely calmed down, looked out secretly from the gap in Luochuan's arm, and then saw a scene that surprised her. Everything seemed to be stuck in a stagnant state, and all voices completely disappeared.

The students were still as if they were sculptures. The basketballs and ping-pong **** shot out were suspended in the air, faintly with ripples of air shock, and birds in the sky could be seen outside the window, and they were also still, as if the pause button was pressed in the movie.

In the mime of this movie, only she and Luo Chuan are left.

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