My Iyashikei Game

"This job can give more meaning to my time, allow me to exert my mental and physical energy, let me come into contact with more people and things, let me accumulate more experience, and let me realize my own value. "

In the early hours of midnight, in a corner of the city shrouded in darkness, Han Fei, with only ten drops of blood left, stood in the gloomy convenience store. With a professional smile on his face, he looked at the skinny and terrifying clerk in front of him.

"I'm really here to apply."

The four eyes met, and after a full minute, the skinny clerk seemed to suddenly wake up from a dream, and his only remaining eyeball regained some sanity.

The turbid eyes rolled in their sockets, and he no longer said those terrible words that no one could understand, but said a few words clearly: "This store is not mine, you want to be there. To work here, you need to be recognized by it.”

"it?"

"Come with me."

The one-eyed clerk crossed the shelf and led Han Fei to the innermost part of the convenience store. He opened a door and motioned Han Fei to enter.

A faint light radiated from the room, and Han Fei walked in, although he was a little reluctant.

Inside this door is the warehouse of the convenience store, and there are all kinds of things in it.

The one-eyed clerk is like a puppet. Most of the time, he has no thoughts of his own.

"It's here, if you can find it, it means that it agrees to you to stay here." The one-eyed clerk's eyes kept beating in his sockets, looking a little scary: "The candle is about to burn out, you better hurry up. "

After he finished speaking, he left alone and locked Han Fei in the warehouse alone.

"Let's go now? He's not lying to me, is he?"

The warehouse of the convenience store was full of various things, and Han Fei didn't know what the clerk asked him to find: "It seems that the real owner of this convenience store is not a 'person', but a certain item. According to the clerk's prompt, I Find each other before the candle burns out."

For other inhabitants of the deep world, it is very difficult to find something without any clues. They don't even know what it looks like and what it does, but Han Fei is different. He is a player, and the system will automatically Identify most items he touches.

Without wasting time, Han Fei first grabbed the lit candle on the candlestick.

"A pewter used to pay homage to the dead."

The introduction of the system is very straightforward. The candle contains Yin Qi, which is also a special item, but it is not what Han Fei is looking for.

Speeding up the search in the warehouse, Han Fei touched one item after another. As time passed, the light emitted by the candle became weaker, and the room became significantly darker.

The landlord's ring on his finger began to issue a warning, and Han Fei felt something was wrong. He used to think that this convenience store was like a department store with everything, but when he entered the depths of the warehouse, he realized that the convenience store was simply a white goods store. The shelves inside are full of things for the dead.

The scene in front of him is very terrifying, but thinking about the nature of the game "Perfect Life", Han Fei is not too surprised.

Before the candle went out, Han Fei came to the last row of shelves, and the shelf in the deepest part of the warehouse was full of paper figures.

Standing in front of the shelf, Han Fei felt as if he was being stared at by a pair of eyes, and he bit the bullet and touched the paper figures.

The feeling of swiping your fingers across the paper is very strange. The temperature of each paper figurine seems to be different, as if the paper figurine's body contains various souls.

When the candle flickered and was about to go out, Han Fei's fingertips felt an unprecedented feeling.

He stopped in a daze and looked at what his fingers touched, that is, the moment he looked up, the candle in the room went out.

"Just now my finger clearly touched a paper figurine, but the feeling from my fingertips felt as if it touched the skin of a living person, and its body was warm."

There was a sudden tingling pain in the wrist. Before Han Fei could react, a faint light appeared in the warehouse again, and a new white wax was lit on the candlestick.

And this time, Han Fei could see it clearly. The complete white wax was engraved with a painful grimace. The white wax in the house seemed to be made of lonely ghosts.

The warehouse door was opened, and the one-eyed clerk shook his weak body and came to Han Fei in a few steps: "It agrees with you to stay."

Han Fei always felt that the one-eyed clerk was used to spread the word, and his mind was in a state of confusion most of the time.

"I'll show you the store first." The one-eyed clerk's voice had no emotion. He led Han Fei around the warehouse and introduced Han Fei about the items in various areas: "You have to remember the location of these items, the items outside. If you sell out, you need to replenish the goods in time, and if new goods arrive, you are also responsible for acceptance."

"New delivery? Will anyone else deliver to us?"

"Everyone who enters the store is both a customer and a commodity." The one-eyed clerk paused for a long time and added: "They are customers most of the time."

"Understood." Han Fei nodded.

"You are also responsible for the hygiene of the store. Many customers will make a mess in the store. You must ensure that the store is clean and tidy, at least on the surface, so that customers will have the desire to buy." The one-eyed clerk pointed to the warehouse shelf. 's label: "All items in the store are not priced, but they all have hidden prices."

"What do you mean by hidden price?"

"We simply

Customers who enter the store are divided into seven categories according to the strength of their obsessions: slightly regretful, very regretful, and extremely regretful. Customers with regrets are the most common. The price of their body parts is not high. Not very high price. "The one-eyed clerk is spreading knowledge about the value of goods to Han Fei, but to Han Fei's hearing, this is simply explaining the strength level of this world's ghosts.

"More expensive than those with regrets are customers with resentment, who usually pretend to be the same as those with regrets, and they are all in human form. But when those resentments are in danger, They will reveal their real bodies, and they will turn into all kinds of monsters. The value of resentment is related to their body size, and we divide them into three categories: small, medium, and large according to their size."

The one-eyed clerk's words reminded Han Fei of Xiao Ba. Usually Xiao Ba acts like a harmless child, but when all the victims of the human body puzzle are fused together, she will become a huge blood-colored devil.

"Resent is very dangerous, but it is very rare. If you encounter small and medium-sized resentment, you can try to trade with him. If you encounter large-scale resentment, then you can find a way to lead it to the warehouse."

"Senior, didn't you just say that customers are divided into seven categories? There are only six categories when you are fully counted."

"A very small amount of resentment will turn into pure resentment. We refer to this type of customers as resentment. If you encounter resentment and are lucky enough to survive, then you can go to the warehouse to find it and let it be to tell you what to do."

The prices of the items in this store are very strange. All items are marked according to the customer's body part. For example, the candy at the door. The price of a candy is equivalent to an eyeball of a regretful customer; and the paper in the deepest part of the shelf The price of a person is equivalent to the head of a small resentment.

With such a bloody and straightforward price tag, it is no wonder that they dare not write the price of the product directly.

After introducing the customer's own value and the goods in the warehouse, the one-eyed clerk asked Han Fei again. Unexpectedly, Han Fei's answer was fluent. He just read it once and remembered the names and locations of all the goods.

"Senior, there seems to be a singing sound last night, is it hatred..." Han Fei just mentioned a word, and he was stunned by the clerk before he spoke.

"Beyond hatred, there will be no customers. That level is called not being able to speak. If you don't want to die, don't talk about it." The one-eyed clerk began to introduce Han Fei to the shelves outside. He taught Han Fei How to use the various tools in the store, and then brought Han Fei into the staff preparation room.

"This is where we change shifts, and the pictures on the wall are of our former colleagues."

After the one-eyed clerk finished speaking, Han Fei raised his head and glanced at it, and pictures of his face painted with a red pen almost covered the wall.

"Look here." When Han Fei turned his head, the one-eyed clerk pressed the camera switch in his hand, and a photo popped up in the old-fashioned camera: "Your photo will also be posted here in the future, eh?"

Holding Han Fei's photo, the one-eyed clerk's expression changed for the first time.

"What's wrong?"

"Why can't the camera capture you?" The one-eyed clerk handed the photo to Han Fei, and there was nothing in the photo.

Han Fei also finds it strange. Could it be that this camera can only shoot ghosts?

He glanced at the camera, and there was a ghost eye hidden in the camera lens.

"Why don't you try again?" Han Fei activated the ghost pattern on his body this time, and he let the yin qi of the unlucky ghost on the wall on the eighth floor fill his body.

The one-eyed clerk took the photo again. This time there was a figure in the photo, but the figure was a little blurry, and it looked completely different from Han Fei.

"That's it." The one-eyed clerk took out a palm-sized paper figure from the drawer, and then pinned the photo and paper figure to the wall: "If you lose something in the store, you need to compensate, except for this point. , there is no other request."

"I want to be a temporary clerk. If I have something to do in the future, how should I leave?" Han Fei asked courageously.

"Leave?" The one-eyed clerk's eyes kept rolling, and black lines appeared on his body. Those lines pierced directly into his blood vessels and heart. An unimaginable pain suddenly appeared, and he slammed on the ground and started Vomiting, countless confetti spit out of his mouth.

It took a long time for the one-eyed clerk to return to normal. His mind seemed to be cloudy again, and the only remaining eyeball looked a little cloudy: "What did you ask me just now?"

"It's alright, I said that I will work hard to make our boss realize financial freedom as soon as possible."