“Let’s set it up here.”
Rong Qing always obediently followed Lu Sian’s advice, and he didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with locating the shop in this place; he simply nodded decisively in agreement.
[Shop location selected, construction in progress—]
The system’s voice rang in Lu Sian’s mind, its pleasant chime bringing new changes.
A pile of raw materials and tools materialized out of thin air, starting to clatter around the spot Lu Sian had just pointed to.
Having witnessed such spontaneous construction several times before, Lu Sian was beginning to get used to it.
In just a matter of seconds, from the foundation to the rough structure and then to the decoration, a delicate little building had formed on the previously empty ground.
[Building Style: National Style (can be replaced)]
The small building was exquisite, with golden silk thread woven into a curtain that vaguely obscured the interior. Beautifully carved floral patterns adorned the wooden columns, exuding elegance.
Lu Sian stepped inside and lifted the curtain; the interior was even more beautifully decorated, as if he had entered an ancient inn. Inside, there were solid wood cabinets, likely intended for storing goods.
At the far end, there was a set of chairs crafted from the finest wood, their delicate craftsmanship harmonizing perfectly with the building’s ancient style, definitely pleasing to the eye.
Thanks to the dimensional benefits, he now had at least five hundred thousand energy coins to start with, allowing him to set aside worries about making a living for now. Lu Sian decided to try drawing a few products first.
He opened the system interface and, without blinking, invested thirty thousand energy coins.
[Congratulations! You have obtained the product: Bandages, priced at five points, with a cost price of one hundred energy coins (excellent for wrapping wounds; however, only suitable for external injuries).]
[Congratulations! You have obtained the product: Peach Wood Sword, priced at ten points, with a cost price of two hundred energy coins (can be used only once a day; briefly dispels evil for ten minutes. Faced with ghosts? Don’t be afraid, just take a swing at me!)]
[Congratulations! You have obtained the product: Large Bottle of Oral Solution, priced at five points, with a cost price of one hundred energy coins (it may taste awful, but you could at least try buying a little to taste!).]
Lu Sian received several items that seemed quite useful; aside from the odd oral solution, the other two seemed fairly decent—a good start.
He bought thirty different items and placed them on the shelves for now.
With no one outside yet, as it wasn’t a busy time, Lu Sian decided to familiarize himself with the new shop.
The shop was spacious, and even the style on the second floor reflected the ancient vibe, with bright red bed linens that were strikingly attractive.
Lu Sian: “…”
Looking at the bed’s color scheme, he suddenly had the odd feeling of being toyed with by Rong Qing.
Once again, there was only one bed, and logically, as the system, Rong Qing should have been able to make minor adjustments to the items in the store; at the very least, adding an extra bed shouldn’t be too difficult.
But when he turned to see Rong Qing’s innocent face, he found himself unable to say anything at all.
Whatever, one bed was fine.
After both of them got a bit familiar with the room, there was commotion coming from outside, suggesting someone was arriving.
The author has something to say: Selling items in an infinite flow game~
To the players or bosses, as long as I can make money, I must thanks the lovely angels who supported me with tickets or nutrients between 2021-03-16 23:48:40 and 2021-03-18 01:35:00~
Thank you to the angels who donated landmines: Yin Bian 2 pieces;
Thank you to the angels who donated nutrient solutions: 47826529 3 bottles; Star Destroyer Warning 1 bottle;
I’m very grateful for everyone’s support, and I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 29: Infinite Flow Dimension 2
Liu Gaozhuo arrived in this so-called main god game three months ago.
At that time, he had just gotten off work, cursing his damn boss in his mind, and when he habitually opened his phone to prepare for a game, he suddenly noticed a strange icon on it.
It was a silhouette like a black shadow, with a blood-red point in the center, inexplicably making one feel uneasy.
He thought his phone was infected with a virus and intended to uninstall the app, but before he could press the button, the screen went dark, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself surrounded by a group of people calling themselves veteran players, who said this was a horror game, and one had to win the game to earn points to leave.
At first, he thought he was having a nightmare, but after witnessing one of the people chatting and laughing with him just moments earlier, have their head fall off the next moment, warm blood splattering on his face, Liu Gaozhuo could no longer deceive himself like that.
In three months, he had participated in over ten games, each time hovering on the brink of death.
The main god was not sparing with his malice in creating the games, perfectly showcasing the dark side of humanity and the brutal thirst for blood from monsters.
The last game he had just completed was a typical battle royale; hundreds of players entered, but only a few managed to come out unscathed. The rest either died inside or suffered serious injuries.
Liu Gaozhuo was not so lucky; in his panic to escape, he collided head-on with a “ghost,” a steel rod piercing through his chest. Although he survived the game, he knew that he would definitely not be able to clear the next game.
The main god space only provided the most basic necessities; that rudimentary medical kit couldn’t possibly treat such a wound.
Blood was unable to be contained by pressing on his chest; he couldn’t help but wonder, was he going to end his life in this place?
With ten thousand points, he could return to Earth, never having to deal with this crap main god game again.
He already had over a thousand points in hand, and he had once fantasized that one day he might actually save enough, but as the days passed, that thought had long been cast aside; surviving was all that mattered.