The sky is blue, the sun is hanging in the sky, and the sun is scorching.

Lush trees, under the blazing sun, droop their foliage, and occasionally, a few cicadas chirp from the foliage.

Huai'an City, Tianhai Group Company, a winding black dragon, lying in the corridor, one by one interviewers in suits and leather shoes, anxiously and hotly waiting.

"Number 47!"

A cold and flat voice came from the interview room, and then I saw a middle-aged man with shiny hair combed and gold-rimmed glasses, walking into the room with a solemn face, and at the same time, in the room, No. 46 was full of bitterness, lost his soul, and walked out slowly.

No. 46 was a man who looked to be about twenty-three or four years old, he was wearing a black straight suit, his figure was a little thin, his skin was slightly dark, and he looked quite handsome, but his face was a little pale, and he looked listless, and his spirit was a little sluggish.

"I don't know when I'll be able to get a job?" Zhou Yang walked out of the interview room with a helpless and bitter face.

Not long ago, I was a top student from a prestigious university, a rising star of the company that everyone was looking after, and a salary increase and promotion were just around the corner, but in the blink of an eye, not only did I lose my job, but I even found it difficult to find a cleaning job.

Zhou Yang remembers that about a month ago, it was a very ordinary day, working overtime until more than nine o'clock in the evening, plus the time to take the bus, when he returned to the suburbs, it was already close to eleven o'clock.

Walking on the path back to the rental house, Zhou Yang suddenly saw a meteor streaked across the sky.

Meteor, a very strange meteor, flashing with a strange purple light.

Just as he closed his eyes, made a wish, and opened his eyes, he found that there seemed to be a streamer of light entering his body.

At that time, I just thought I was dazzled and hallucinated.

However, with the changes in his body during this time, he faintly doubted a little in his heart.

Because, for some reason, once Zhou Yang concentrated, he instantly became listless, and sometimes, even, fell asleep directly.

In this case, once or twice is okay, but for a long time in this state, Zhou Yang can only leave the company in a gloomy manner.

After several examinations in the hospital, the results of the examination and various physical indicators were normal.

However, as soon as he focused his attention, his spirit immediately withered, and a tiredness from the depths of his soul continued to rush towards his nerves.

When he goes to work, how can he not cheer up, and besides, there is no company that likes groggy employees.

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"The integration of the Wanjie store system has been successful!" Zhou Yang walked slowly in the corridor, and suddenly, a mechanical cold voice sounded in his mind.

Zhou Yang was annoyed when he heard this, who was teasing him, for a month, the anger that had been accumulated in his chest was like a magma eruption, surging out, out of control.

A pair of eyes that exuded a cold glow, scanned the surroundings, looking for the source of the sound just now, if he knew who was teasing him, it would definitely make him look good.

However, when Zhou Yang glanced at him for a week, he found that no one around him paid attention to him at all, everyone was nervously preparing for the interview, and he couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, it seemed that he had been in a high-pressure state for a long time, and he had hallucinated.

Zhou Yang walked out of the interview room with an expressionless face, and at this moment, the cold voice of the machine sounded again.

"The Wanjie store system has been successfully bound!"

The inexplicable voice sounded again, this time, Zhou Yang heard the voice clearly, and the source of the sound was still in his mind, and he suddenly panicked in his heart, accidentally fell to the ground, and then hurriedly got up and ran outside, leaving a group of stunned interviewers.

"This person's psychological quality is too poor, he just failed the interview, this kind of frustration is difficult to accept, how can he get a job?" A young man with short black hair sighed as he looked at the back of Zhou Yang leaving.

"It's good to fail, there are so many jobs, and if you fail one person, we have one more chance." A young girl with glasses, gloating.

"If this man doesn't go back and kill himself, will he?" One hesitated.

・・・・・・・

No matter what others said about him, Zhou Yang ran out of Tianhai Group alone, leaning against an uninhabited corner, breathing in a big breath of air, panting rapidly, his face was a little pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Yang's voice trembled a little, and his heart was full of panic, this is the twenty-first century, how can such a bizarre thing happen to him, this is a plot that only exists in fantasy novels.

"I'm the Ten Thousand Worlds Shop System!"

A cold mechanical, voice, without the slightest emotion, sounded in Zhou Yang's mind.

Wanjie shop system?

Zhou Yang has read countless novels, and he is naturally no stranger to the so-called system.

What an invincible system, what a martial god system, and what a big lottery system!

As long as the protagonist gets the system, no matter how old he used to be, he will definitely become rich and handsome in seconds.

"Could it be that the meteor falling from the sky is the Ten Thousand Realms Shop System?"

"But why did you choose me, it was an accident? Or do I have some strong talent? ”

"Is the trajectory of my destiny starting to move?"

・・・・・・

For a while, countless thoughts came to his mind, making a fortune, rising up, and winning Bai Fumei, after a while, Zhou Yang came back to his senses and asked, "What are the functions of the Ten Thousand Realms Shop System?" ”

"To put it simply, there are thousands of planes in the world, countless time and space, and the Ten Thousand Realms Shop System can trade commodities with different planes." The cold voice echoed in Zhou Yang's mind, exploding like thunder in the nine heavens.

Trading with different planes?

It's a living dimensional world, not a fantasy world of daydreams.

Zhou Yang felt that his brain had stopped thinking and trading with different planes, this was not going to the pedestrian street to shop, he could go wherever he wanted.

"Calm down! Calm down! ”

Zhou Yang forced himself to calm down, after all, ・・・・・・he hadn't experienced it for himself yet.

But・・・・・・

At the thought of the system's powerful abilities, his heart became more and more agitated, and he only felt trembling all over.

The Ten Thousand Worlds Shop System, which can connect different dimensional worlds, randomly capture the idea of the demand for goods of some creatures, and then bring that creature directly to the shop.

What is Ideation?

It's like when a person is hungry for three days, he has a strong desire to eat, and that's the thought.

If the Wanjie store system captures this idea, and there are products in the store that this idea needs, and at the same time, the person who sent the idea has the purchasing power or purchasing potential of the product, then it will become a potential customer of the Wanjie store system.

The customer can not only be a human being, but also a creature from another plane, that is, maybe a demon, maybe a demon.

It's a rhythm against the sky!

Zhou Yang took a deep breath, took another deep breath, only felt a suffocation, hurriedly smoothed his undulating chest, adjusted his breathing, and quietly leaned against the corner, a pair of fiery eyes, flashing with inexplicable brilliance, "This will be a turning point in my fate." ”

After lying in the corner for more than half an hour, Zhou Yang digested all the information of the Wanjie shop system, stood up, and hurriedly took a taxi on the side of the road.

When Zhou Yang rushed back, he pushed open the door and found that the room was already in a mess.

In a room of less than twenty square meters, there were two people sitting at this time, a middle-aged man who looked to be about thirty or forty years old, and a young man who was only seven or eight years old.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a cyan shirt, sitting on a wooden bench, holding a dark cyan sword tightly in his hand, his face was stiff, and he looked at the young man on the side with complicated eyes.

And the teenager on the side, with an explosive head and a wagging tail behind his buttocks, was lying on the sofa next to him, and his mouth kept shouting hungry.

"Monkey King? Yue Buqun? ”

Looking at the two people in the room, Zhou Yang couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.