Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Luo Chuan had several strange dreams.

As for why it's strange, it's very simple, it's just instinctive intuition, after all, he doesn't remember what he dreamed about at all.

It's just that after waking up, I have a feeling that the scene in the dream is very important, but I don't know why it was forgotten.

It's been a while since the last time he had such a strange dream. Luo Chuan didn't know the reason for the trigger. He felt a little pity.

Now, according to Yao Ziyan, the dream may be related to the goddess.

Luo Chuan thought it was impossible.

After all, as a protagonist, it's normal to have some secrets that you don't even know.

Luo Chuan is very conscious of being the protagonist.

"It's definitely related."

Under Yao Ziyan's "I'm curious" gaze, Luo Chuan nodded affirmatively. Anyway, this goddess who has never been seen is the root of everything, and everything has to do with her.

"Luo Chuan, are you thinking, anyway, everything has to do with the goddess, so it's completely right?" Yao Ziyan looked at him suspiciously.

"How do you know... there's no way, you think too much."

Luo Chuan swallowed half of what he had said. He felt that it was necessary for him to verify whether Yao Ziyan had the ability to read minds.

As the **** of fate, it seems reasonable to know what other people are thinking.

"This isn't telepathy, it's just my understanding of you." Yao Ziyan raised her chin slightly, revealing her swan-like neck.

Luo Chuan felt that this was telepathy.

"Okay, let's stop this topic."

Luo Chuan made a pause gesture with both palms.

Yao Ziyan's cheeks bulged, which seems to be what she always does when she is a little unhappy, Luo Chuan thinks it looks a bit like an angry puffer fish.

Luo Chuan stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, making a "boo" sound, and his rosy lips also opened slightly.

Yao Ziyan patted his hand away: "Don't make trouble."

Luo Chuan smiled: "So what we need to be most concerned about now is the reason for the arrival of underground creatures."

Everything has a reason behind it. Underground creatures fall from the sky like an ark of life. Is it because of some irresistible disaster in the outside world? Only the seeds of these civilizations can be sent here?

"Yes." Yao Ziyan nodded, "He arrived in this world with so many creatures of different races, who gave him this task, and why does it seem like a forced landing? So many races have yet to land successfully. It's time to die."

There are indeed many cabins or fragments that have been affected by the energy storm, and even the most powerful individuals are vulnerable to such a scene.

Luo Chuan touched his chin: "Speaking of which, there is another question that has not been answered yet."

"Ok?"

Yao Ziyan blinked, waiting for the words behind him.

"What we are discussing now is basically based on the default that the world in Boundless Dream is Keluo." Luo Chuan pointed to the light curtain, "What role does Tianlan Continent play in it?"

Yao Ziyan opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Just like there are blind spots in human vision, there are blind spots when thinking about problems.

Some preconditions that seem to be taken for granted, if you think about it carefully, you will find many unexplained loopholes.

Just like what you see.

The Boundless Dream and the Land of Chaos can be counted as the same area, and there are scenes that have long since disappeared in history. Naturally, people will think that Kolo is the land of descent.

The existence of underground creatures can indeed confirm this.

But the question comes again, what kind of identity is Tianlan Continent, which is inextricably linked with Ke Luo?

"do not know."

Yao Ziyan shook her head, perhaps because she felt that it was a bit incompatible with her elegant temperament, and after thinking about it, she added, "You can ask Anweiya - although she probably won't tell you."

The image of the dragon girl in the hearts of the two has been completely inseparable from the mystery.

Sometimes once the stereotype appears, it is very difficult to change it.

Just like various types of cars, the Japanese ones have thin skins and poor power, the American ones have no details on the fuel consumption, and the German ones burn oil at high prices…

It's the same thing anyway.

The image of a certain boss Xianyu is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and basically the two can be divided into the same type.

"Anweiya... Send her a message." Now that he thought of this, Luo Chuan felt that he would simply ask and forget it, otherwise he didn't know how long it would take.

He has made up his mind to change his procrastination.

"Okay." Yao Ziyan didn't think too much about it, she picked up her magic phone, "Are you here or me?"

"Come on." Luo Chuan leaned on the back of the sofa, he just wanted to lie quietly like this, the time was quiet, and it was good for others to help.

"lazy."

Yao Ziyan pushed Luo Chuan's shoulder and complained, and found An Weiya's contact page and sent a message.

It's early morning, and according to Anvia's work and rest habits, she should have woken up.

Of course, this was before Hearthstone Tavern opened.

Anvia may have changed her work and rest habits, but not necessarily.

After waiting for a while, Yao Ziyan received a reply from Anweiya after a few minutes.

is a video invitation.

Yao Ziyan glanced at Luo Chuan, a certain boss was holding a magic phone and watching, unconsciously showing a smile, not knowing what he saw.

Select On.

Anvia's face appeared on the screen, occupying it completely.

"Morning."

Seeing that the video was connected, the dragon girl stepped back a little and waved her hand to say hello, but she couldn't help stretching, and looked like she had just woken up.

Pink-white pajamas and pajamas, her hobbies are no different from ordinary little girls, revealing her snow-white skin with her movements.

Of course, Yao Ziyan definitely doesn't pay attention to this, she cares about Anweiya's environment.

It looks like a special space. The distance is dark and dark, but it does not appear dark. It is like a night with excellent light, and everything can be seen clearly under the clear moonlight.

In the distance is a surging fog, and from time to time a bizarre scene flashes, and it will soon disappear like a phantom.

Now Anvia is sitting beside a very large bed. The pure white mattress is fluffy and soft, slightly messy. Obviously, its owner should have just woken up.

And it doesn't seem to be in the habit of making the bed.

There are all kinds of furniture around, common and uncommon ones, and a whole cabinet of snacks placed not far away, which can almost be called heaven.

These things are all placed on the ground of nothingness, as if there is an invisible barrier that allows them to remain in a stable state.