Chapter 980

Yuan GUI looked at the three men fighting with the landlord, and felt that it was not good to disturb them.

At the same time, I think about the meaning of Luochuan's words.

Follow me?

That is, I can pick as much as I want?

Yuan GUI thought that every morning when he came to Yuanyuan mall, the cherry blossoms on the cherry trees would be in full bloom.

The cherry blossoms in the morning look a little sparse. I don't know if it's an illusion

A few minutes later, Yuan GUI walked out of the cherry blossom villa.

After saying hello, I left the origin mall, and the sound of rain filled my ears instantly.

Walking in the lane, the rain is isolated by spiritual power.

There was no light in Yuan GUI's shop. It was dark.

Yuan GUI has already sent a message in the group chat he created and will not open tonight.

In this regard, the old customers such as Xumishan Buddha, who are used to the food in Yuangui's shop, ask for the reasons one after another.

Yuan GUI's answer is simple: develop new dishes.

Through the rain, opened the door of Yuan GUI's shop.

The array set in the shop sensed the arrival of Yuan GUI, and the bright light was lit up.

"Cherry Blossom wine..."

"The food made by cherry blossoms makes people look forward to it..."

After dinner, the demon purple moon left.

Because he was free, Luochuan came to Oran with holographic equipment.

Continue to paddle here

Well, collect information about the world.

Luochuan is walking on the road with a snack similar to sugar gourd.

Transparent syrup wrapped in unknown red fruit, sour and sweet, very delicious.

Surrounded by rows of houses with a different world style, on the edge are the bustling residents of different worlds wearing various costumes.

Luochuan is in it, but there is no incongruity.

"I said system." Looking at the commodities in Luochuan, there is no idea.

"What's up, boss?" The system was always online and responded.

"Can we open a shop here, too?" Luochuan asked.

The system was silent and did not respond.

Luochuan is not in a hurry, waiting patiently.

“…… After the calculation, the world resolution is not up to the requirements. " The system answers.

"Can't you..." Luochuan did not have any disappointment. After all, he just casually asked, "what does the degree of world resolution mean?"

"It can't be described in words. The world is quite special and cannot be interfered with too much at the current level of resolution. "

"That is to say, with the improvement of resolution, we can open stores here as well?"

It's interesting to open a shop in the virtual world of the store.

Of course, Luochuan certainly didn't do it because he felt interesting.

Because of the ninth natural disaster, many intelligent nations in the world of colo were destroyed.

Luochuan just felt that he had to do something for it.

Well, yes, that's it.

"According to your understanding, boss, that's true." The system affirms Luochuan's words.

Luochuan's face is unchanged, and make complaints about his ability to understand this system.

"When can the resolution level be improved to the scope of opening stores?" Luochuan continued to ask.

"It's impossible to predict accurately."

Did not waste more time on this topic, and ended the conversation with the system.

After eating all the Tanghulu of the different world versions, Luochuan withdrew from the virtual world by throwing the signature into the dustbin beside the road.

He took off his helmet and yawned.

Demon purple smoke holding magic mobile phone, sometimes frown tangled, sometimes excited, sometimes holding his breath to meditate.

Luochuan seems to have seen his shadow before.

When he was on earth, Luochuan was a full-fledged net writer.

Fantasy, science fiction, urban, light fiction and many other types of online writing have read a lot.

My favorite is light fiction.

Net text read more, from small white promoted to the realm of old bookworm, the traditional small white text has been very difficult to read.

Readers who reach this level usually face two choices.

Either in the boundless network text world to find their own appetite for the Internet text, or join the network writer, write their own heart story.

Of course, it is not the only choice between the two.

Luochuan chose to join.

At the beginning, Luochuan was naturally full of blood, even thinking about the days after he became a God.

But the few collections and the daily income clearly show the fact that he went to the streets.

After seeing this fact, Luochuan gradually abandoned the original blind and ridiculous idea and began to learn the works of the great gods from the perspective of a writer.When his writing finally improved

Happened through, became a glorious origin mall owner.

Compared with the past, Luochuan prefers the relaxed and comfortable life now.

Come to the counter and see the screen of demon purple smoke magic mobile phone.

Demon Ziyan noticed the arrival of Luochuan.

『…… The sky is full of haze, thick clouds like splash ink wantonly sprinkle in the sky, the sun in the face of mixed with dirty breath of clouds are pale, can only leave a miserable white shadow to highlight its existence.

Because of the erosion of the pestilence, the trees on the ground present a strange twisted posture, which has completely turned into paint black, and the surface exudes crazy breath. The large gray green erosion on the surface is shocking. Even so, these surviving trees are still struggling to survive, reaching out to the sky in an attempt to get the last bit of sunlight.

In the past, the land that raised countless lives has become a hotbed of pestilence, and the land has become granular and emits disgusting odor.

A land long dead.

Click!

The crisp sound reverberated, the blue soul fire in the eyes of the skeleton wandered aimlessly, and a dead branch under his feet had been broken.

-- the mound of death, the territory of the dead priest Huka Luochuan was silent.

Maybe Is this the so-called literary talent?

"Boss." Immersed in the literary world, demon Ziyan noticed the onlooker Luochuan and asked, "how did I write? Is that ok? "

"Good." Luochuan nodded, which is the most original answer.

"I feel that there is still a gap between what you wrote and what your boss wrote." Demon Ziyan sighed a little disappointed.

Hello, Hello, what's the matter with your tone?

This kind of writing style, this kind of literary talent is not satisfied with themselves, so how can those Internet writers feel!

"No Luochuan shook his head. "It's almost like me."

Luochuan is standing on the shoulders of giants.

Some of the plots have been modified according to his ideas, and his writing style is his own except for the previous chapters.

Luochuan thinks that compared with the demon Ziyan, there is no big gap.

"Really?" Demon purple smoke, purple eyes seem to bloom out of the brilliance.

"Really." Luochuan nodded with a serious expression.