Chapter 9 - 009 You’re a fake Chosen One
The solitary shop stood starkly on the open ground, its desolation amplified by the night. Eerie, dimly lit, and swept by a cold wind, it was the perfect setting for an ancient, haunted tomb.
Looking at the shop, which seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, Dragon Breath felt a chill. He swallowed hard. "Is this the shop you chose?"
"Yes!" Lin Bai said, nodding and borrowing the sales pitch of a young Tooth Line clerk. "There’s no competition around, it’s easily accessible, and there’s ample parking for customers. A superbly prime location, number one under heaven!"
Dragon Breath eyed Lin Bai with pity. With an IQ like that, it’d be a crime against my own conscience not to scam you!
Lin Bai nonchalantly passed the lantern in his hand to Dragon Breath and sighed, "Bro, my life and fortune are in your hands now."
The game had just begun.
No one knew what they might encounter; everyone was still exploring how the game worked. Of course, many still unconsciously applied their past gaming experiences.
The thought that he might be the first Player to encounter a story mode invigorated Dragon Breath. Any unease he felt towards the Dreadful Mansion vanished. He stretched his limbs and walked towards the shop. "Wait for my good news."
As soon as the Player stepped inside the shop, Lin Bai’s smile vanished. He stared at the pitch-dark doorway, ears pricked, listening for any sound from within.
The caliber of the Ah Piao inside the shop would be determined by this.
"Get out! Don’t disturb our lives!" a woman’s scolding voice came from within.