Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

"I forgot to ask you last night, how did your hand become like that? Can you let me see it again?"

Yao Ziyan's eyes flickered with a brilliance that made Luo Chuan seem to have seen it before.

Moved my finger, but luckily it didn't break.

Luo Chuan drew his hand and was about to rub his wrist when Yao Ziyan grabbed it again.

"Let me see again."

Yao Ziyan's curiosity has always been strong, and she gently pushed Luo Chuan's arm, her voice unconsciously adding a touch of sweetness.

Even she herself couldn't help being stunned, as if she didn't expect to say such a thing.

So he lowered his head and bit Luo Chuan.

Looking at the shallow teeth marks on his hand, Luo Chuan was a little injured. This time he didn't do anything. Why was he the one who was injured in the end?

unfair!

Forget it, the world is inherently unfair.

Just like some things, if you can afford it when you are born, you can easily buy it, but you can't afford it when you are born, and you probably won't be able to afford it in your lifetime.

But no matter what, life must go on.

Lying down or struggling are just different choices. Everyone has their own aspirations, and the future is uncertain. No one knows what will happen in the end.

Most of the time, people's original ambitions will be smoothed out by life, and eventually they will learn to compromise.

Luo Chuan pinched Yao Ziyan's cheek in revenge, but he had no idea of ??compromising.

Yao Ziyan wrinkled her nose and rubbed her cheeks.

Luo Chuan naturally knew what Yao Ziyan was referring to. What this girl saw last night should be accurately part of his memory, plus the origin of the world's information, and by the way, a little bit of brain supplementation.

In order to do this, it is not something that can be done casually.

Not to mention the kind of experience that allows Yao Ziyan to experience the boundless starry sky in the depths.

"That's it."

Luo Chuan stretched out his palm, and in the curious eyes of Yao Ziyan, it turned into a deep ink color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Absolute nothingness.

If the picture in front of you is regarded as a two-dimensional picture, the black palm seems to be cut out of it, and even the light has not left any trace.

Yao Ziyan poked with her finger.

"There's nothing special about it..."

The tone sounded a little disappointed.

The touch is warm and cool, but there is no other feeling, like wearing a pair of black gloves.

……wrong.

With the passage of time, there is no palm state, just a slowly surging darkness, and now the change is over.

"Well... I haven't tried it for a while, and I'm not very skilled." Luo Chuan felt that his proficiency in this skill was worrying and needed time to make up for it.

Yao Ziyan didn't hear Luo Chuan's words, she just stared blankly at the darkness.

Among them, she seemed to have seen the birth and death of countless things, the birth and death of the universe, and when she regained her senses, there was only pure darkness left.

Yao Ziyan raised her hand again, and it seemed that she wanted to poke again, but she stopped halfway through not knowing what she felt.

Perhaps it was some kind of hunch, and instinct felt a little dangerous.

After thinking about it, he took a teacup from the table and handed it to Luo Chuan.

When the teacup and Luo Chuan's palm came into contact, it was like the snow that had touched the lava melted away quickly, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

It just disappears out of thin air.

It's not simply turning into powder, powder is also a real thing, and the teacup simply disappears, leaving no trace, completely disappearing from this world.

It's like... deleted.

delete.

Such a word appeared in Yao Ziyan's mind inexplicably.

Luo Chuan watched the girl fall into deep thought with interest, and couldn't help but remember when he had just discovered this skill, it was... well, quite calm.

It seems that I was very interested in the time I found it, and then I forgot it.

Yao Ziyan didn't give up her original thoughts, looked around, and took another water glass.

But this time, there seems to be some kind of special brilliance in her eyes, and the little purple halo flowing is more vast than the starry sky.

In her eyes, the world seemed to exist in another form.

All kinds of things are broken down like a cocoon, and turned into the most basic information flow, surging like a wave, changing all the time.

The essence of the world is information.

Yao Ziyan felt the meaning of this sentence for the first time.

She felt as if she was looking at everything from a detached perspective, and even had the feeling that she could easily change the description of any information.

This feeling... is like a god!

Ok……

It seems that she was originally the **** of fate, Luo Chuan said it himself.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Yao Ziyan's eyes fell on Luo Chuan, the ordinary person was no different from an ordinary person, and even the data and information representing combat power were similar to ordinary people.

besides……

Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan's "ink state" palm again. In her special vision, it was like a black hole that devoured everything, and all the dust it touched disappeared inexplicably. , In the description and expression of information, there is not much difference between dust and mountains.

Yao Ziyan tentatively put the teacup in Luo Chuan's hand.

She was able to see the data messages representing the teacups.

Weight, volume, density, color, temperature, hardness...

And when this orderly "information group" came into contact with the "black hole", it suddenly disappeared, and the pieces of information disappeared quickly and were swallowed and assimilated by nothingness.

Yao Ziyan suddenly remembered the novel she wrote.

Sometimes she would also be dissatisfied with the written words, so she would press delete and watch the words disappear quickly.

The scene in front of me is so similar!

Yao Ziyan blinked, and the scene he saw returned to normal, while Luo Chuan shook his hand and returned to his usual state.

"Why do I feel that you are experimenting with me?" Luo Chuan couldn't help but complain.

"Luo Chuan, your ink form..."

"What ink form, it's called the void form."

Luo Chuan couldn't help interrupting Yao Ziyan's words. It was absolutely necessary to make it clear to her, and by the way, he gave her a more powerful name.

"Oh, Void." Yao Ziyan nodded in understanding.

Luo Chuan had also shared with her a lot of popular concepts about the void before. Although he was eloquent, it was not difficult to understand.

But then again, Void, Void form, what I just saw is basically no different from the Void description I heard from the boss before.

Everything seems to be pointing in a certain direction...

Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan, she felt that she should have guessed a certain truth, the truth about the true identity of the boss.

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