Ringer turned his head and saw an old man in a white robe, holding a thick book in his hand, his wrinkled face was like a map, Ringer stared at his face for a while, and felt a little dizzy.

Glenfiddich walked past him, walked up to the old man, and held out his hand. The white-robed old man took out a thin book from his sleeve robe and handed it to the store manager.

"I'll leave it to you in the future." After the old man said this, he walked into the outer bookshelf area and ignored the two of them.

Glenfiddich returned to Ringer, who looked at the book in her hand. Light yellow, a finger thick, it doesn't look special.

Before he could ask, Glenfiddich tapped him on the shoulder, and the two of them disappeared from the stacks.

When Ringer's vision regained again, he was in the wilderness, and in front of him were several gray tombstones with unfamiliar names carved into them.

"Welfare, do you still want it?" The store manager turned his head and asked with a smile.

"You don't have to have benefits, as long as you pay me a normal salary." Ringer Road. He always felt that something was weird, and he didn't dare to accept the store manager rashly

"Benefits".

"Well, it seems that you are not interested in the benefits I proposed, so I will not force you to accept them." The store manager's words relieved Ringer, if the store manager had to take it

"Welfare" was stuffed into him, and he really didn't know how to deal with it. The store manager turned and looked at the name on the tombstone.

"Does the store manager know them?"

"Yes, they were all my friends at one time." The manager's tone was calm, but Ringer keenly smelled a hint of oppression.

He was tempted to ask about the cause of their deaths, but he held back and asked instead, "What is the purpose of the store manager bringing me here?" The store manager stared at the names and suddenly asked a question that Ringer didn't expect.

"Do you want to be a store manager?"

"Store manager?" Ringer didn't react for a moment.

"Yes, I'm talking about the manager of the Emerald Bar."

"But why?" Ringer stared at the store manager's back in surprise and inexplicability.

"Just ask if you have this idea, nothing else, you can just tell me honestly." Ringer gathered his thoughts and responded: "I did think about opening my own bar before, but my family didn't support me, cut off all my financial resources, and tried to change my mind, but fortunately I saw the job posting for the manager at that time, so I could continue to do what I loved." On that note, I would like to thank you once again for providing me with a very valuable job. ”

"Well, go on." The manager didn't look back, still staring at the tombstone in front of him. Ringer continued, "But I knew that I couldn't run a bar without enough money, so my original plan was to start with the clerk and wait until I had enough money before I thought about opening my own store." But when I found out that Emerald was open to an unfamiliar world, my mind changed, and I wondered, is it really necessary to open my own store to work in such a place? I'm very happy with this job, I think it's good to continue working here, as for if you have ever considered becoming the manager of Emerald......" Ringer smiled.

"It's only been a little over a month since I joined Emerald, and I don't even fully understand this store, so how can I be delusional about becoming the owner here." Ringer was telling the truth, he had always been in awe of this mysterious bar, and he had never been half possessive.

"What if I give you this chance? Do you want to be her master? ”

"This ......" Ringer was stunned, he was getting more and more confused, what was the purpose of the store manager appearing this time and taking him on this trip?

"Answer me."

"So what is the price I have to pay for this?" Ringer didn't think he could occupy a magical bar that connected different worlds.

"Since you're asking me for the price, that is, you want her, right?" The store manager asked rhetorically. Ringer was silent for a moment before replying, "Yes, but that doesn't mean I'll accept it without knowing the price." The store manager suddenly turned around with a beautiful smile on his face.

"It's okay, I just need to know that."