Qian Jing stared wide-eyed and pricked up his ears, focusing on the touch of each hair, just wanting to experience the feeling of crossing more completely and profoundly. At least he didn't have to be struck by lightning or hit by a car - he was glad in his heart. Walking into the rotating light curtain, the eyes shimmered with a kaleidoscope of changing colors, and the weightlessness brought a slight feeling of vertigo that lasted for about three seconds. Then, the down-to-earth feeling calmed Qian Jing again, and he found himself in a wooden building.

The ceiling was five meters above the ground, and several glowing spheres were suspended in the air, casting a soft glow in all directions through the silver mirror. They were in a hotel lobby-like location, directly opposite a meter-high wooden counter with the words "Ring Alliance Coordination Office in the Fortress Star Chamber of Commerce", and a four-armed liquid metal man sitting behind yawning.

To the left of the counter is a wide staircase with a thin gray carpet that leads to the second, third, and fourth floors. A small bar is hidden behind the stairs, and the owner of the bar looks like a squid on his face, and when he speaks, his tentacles move and make a purring sound. A large area to the right of the counter is filled with wooden tables and chairs, each with a floating glowing ball. People from all over the world—or the corners of the universe—were scattered across the tables, staring at a huge wall of blackboards. There are three tall beautiful women in blue vests standing in front of the blackboard wall, holding chalk and erasers in one hand and some slender red notes in the other. They distribute and receive slips of paper and then revise the text on the wall.

The blackboard is full of quotes for various commodities, and it is like an options and futures exchange for commodities.

As soon as they stepped on the floor, the winning players immediately dispersed, forming an arc-shaped protective formation, vigilantly observing their surroundings. Qian Jing noticed that Captain Chang squinted his eyes and swept around the surroundings before smiling and stretching out his hand to Raisa: "Store manager, thank you, you have delivered us safely." We have a task in mind, and we will take our leave. ”

"I wish you all the best. We will stay here at the office if needed......"

"We will definitely come to the White Flag first. Captain Chang shook his hand vigorously, and then hurried away.

Qian Jing's eyes widened, and with excitement and envy, he watched Professor Zhang Guochang float. With thunderclouds under his feet and flames around his body, he flew forward in a dashing and handsome manner, which deeply shocked Qian Jing's heart. "Manager, that's magic, right? Can I learn magic?"

"Maybe, maybe not, I can't tell. ”

Captain Chang and the others had already left, but Kora Isa was still tense and her face was tense. It's easy to see that she's under a lot of pressure, and she's even a little out of breath. The beautiful store manager made a thumping sound on the wooden floor and walked quickly to the front of the large counter. The four-armed liquid metal man immediately sat upright, his bare head like a goose egg conjured human facial features, and then closed his mouth and let out a voice: "Welcome to Fortress Star, do you need any services?"

"I'm Raisa, the manager of the White Flag Grocery Store, and I'm going to open the White Flag Grocery Store's room here. ”

There was a ripple on the surface of the metal man's body, and he said, "The resident room at the White Flag Grocery Store has been canceled due to the fact that the information has not been updated for a long time. Four years ago, Sand Star changed its name to Stronghold Star, and all old agreements had to be resigned within three years. White Flag groceries missed this window of time. We keep the room until all the other empty rooms are exhausted and we need to offer new rooms. ”

"Who's using my room now?" asked Raisa, frowning.

"I'm sorry, of course it's us. A kind voice came from the stairs on the left. Following the voice, a man in a white bathrobe with clogs on his feet stepped down, one of his sleeves was empty, and his arm was pulled out of the placket of his chest. Dark blue hair tied up in the sky with a black band, squinted eyes with dagger-like pupils, and a square mustache under the nose. He walked with a click, a long knife swaying slightly at his waist, and a patched yellow cloth bag on the other side of his waist.

"He's so annoying. The ghost whispered on Qian Jing's shoulder.

"I just got the news that the famous White Flag grocery store is open again, which is a big deal. I've told them before that the Spell Contest is likely to attract a new manager for White Flag, who used to be glorious here. It seems that I did have the foresight. The man came to Raisa, wearing shoes of the same height, but a head shorter than Raisa. "The contemptible Shitantiv Joe, a sixth-level salesperson of the Touri Group, has just bought room 266. No way, my business is growing relatively fast, and I need more rooms to be arranged. ”

"Mr. Qiao......" As soon as Raisa spoke, she was pulled down her sleeve by the ghost: "Sister store manager, you are wrong." The first character of his name is 鄙, it should be Mr. 鄙, your Chinese still needs to be learned. ”

Raisa was immediately stunned for a moment, and Qian Jing secretly gave the ghost a thumbs up in her heart. He immediately stepped forward enthusiastically, grabbed the hand that had protruded from the hem of his robe, and shook it vigorously. "Nice to meet you, sir. I'm a white flag salesperson with two bags and no patches. ”

Stoneantiv pulled his hand out and shook it twice: "Bag, patch, what a mess!"

"Have you ever heard of the number one faction in the world? The more bags and sizes you have, the higher your status. Look, I have two big bags here, don't you have one on your waist?" Qian Jing said, "Oh, don't you know about this yet, do you want me to tell me more about it?"

"Hmph, what's the use of messing around? There's no need for me to go out at all, we can take you down with just a salesman from the Touri Group! If you talk about resources and industries, your little white flag now is no match for us. You don't have enough money for the spell competition, do you?"

Qian Jing stretched out his hand and spread it out, hooking his four fingers: "Speaking of which, I remembered, you still have a lot of arrears to pay!"

"Nonsense, the Touri Group will not borrow from you White Flag, and I don't owe you money. ”

"Have you used Chinese characters for so many years, have we agreed? Intellectual property rights are not money? Oh, by the way, we also have the final say, so you haven't decided what your last name should be, don't worry, it's a speciesological puzzle. ”

The hanging hand moved towards the hilt of the sword, Qian Jing was nervous, but his face was as usual, and his fingers also touched the flat pole. Eventually, the villain left behind the classic hum and "we'll see" and kicked out the door.

"This person is purely sick, isn't he, store manager?"

"Much more serious than you. Raisa smiled helplessly. Although she was helpless, she finally smiled, it was too ugly to always have a straight face before.

"Store manager, I know that we are small, and it seems quite difficult, but small also has small benefits. Qian Jing said unashamedly: "As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, and there is no other way to go in front of us except to break through." Didn't these people rob our room? Then what's polite, just find a way to take it back! If you want to make them miserable, we'll have to laugh, you say?"

Raisa finally laughed, slammed her sleeves, and slapped her palm on the counter: "Say, where is our room with the white flag?!"