The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Lin Mo simply stood there quietly, dressed in ordinary clothes, without any striking aura.

But everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to him.

Brother Long's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition surged into his mind without warning.

"People kneel before the general store every day, but apart from that one person, no one has ever made this person kneel before them. What's going on today...?"

Brother Long's smile faltered slightly, and he immediately let out a low shout.

"Let's go! Hurry up!"

Upon receiving their orders, the two burly men immediately quickened their pace, attempting to forcibly remove Lin Xiu from this dangerous place.

Lin Mo took a step forward, and the next second, he traversed space and appeared in front of them.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The noisy crowd around them fell silent instantly, everyone froze in place, staring in horror at the figure that had appeared out of nowhere.

The smile on Brother Long's face froze completely, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He felt his blood run cold and his heart nearly leap out of his throat.

Transcending space!

Is this the shop owner's true skill level?!

The two burly men behind him almost collapsed to their knees.

They unconsciously loosened their grip on Lin Xiu's arms, and Lin Xiu's limp body slid to the ground.

"Manager... Sir." Brother Long's Adam's apple bobbed as he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "It's... just a small matter. We can handle it ourselves, so please don't bother."

No one knows Lin Mo's identity, the only NPC in Wasteland Era.

But everyone knows that there is one person in Wasteland Era who is absolutely not to be trifled with, and that is Lin Mo.

As he spoke, Brother Long frantically winked at his men, signaling them to quickly get rid of Lin Xiu, this hot potato, and then get lost.

However, Lin Mo simply stood there quietly, without saying a word.

The more silent he remained, the more frantically Brother Long's fear grew.

Brother Long felt like he was being stared at by a prehistoric behemoth, and even breathing became difficult.

"Shopkeeper, I promise!" Brother Long quickly raised his hands, making a vow: "I promise I will never let this guy appear in front of you again and disturb your peace!"

Hearing this, Lin Mo scoffed, "What kind of class do you think you are, to dare to make such a guarantee to me?"

That nonchalant tone carried an arrogant air of crushing all living beings, mercilessly trampling on Brother Long's pitiful dignity.

Brother Long's smile froze completely, and all the color drained from his face.

He wanted to say something, even beg for mercy, but before he could utter a single syllable, he failed.

A pale blue wind blade materialized out of thin air in front of Lin Mo, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, and instantly slashed towards his face!

Finished!

Brother Long's mind went blank; the shadow of death instantly enveloped him.

The wind blade was so fast that he couldn't even think of dodging it. He could only watch helplessly as the wind blade rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

Gasps of horror erupted from the crowd, and many people instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight of the carnage that was about to unfold.

Long Xiao's heart was in his throat. He hadn't expected the store manager to be so domineering, resorting to violence at the slightest provocation.

However, the expected screams did not occur.

The wind blade, powerful enough to cut through steel, merely swept past Brother Long's body the instant it touched him, then dissipated into the air, failing to even harm a single hair on his head.

"Um?"

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

Brother Long stood there, stunned. A few seconds later, he touched his face with trembling hands, and then touched his neck.

"Completely intact..."

"I'm alive?!"

The overwhelming joy of surviving the ordeal surged into his heart, followed by an absurd speculation that surfaced in his mind.

"You... don't seem to be able to kill me?"

Just as Lin Mo was wondering, a clear and slightly smug voice rang in his mind.

They are grocery store employees and are protected by the grocery store's rules.

The sparrows' chirping was full of self-righteousness.

According to Section 3 of the Grocery Store Employee Protection Ordinance, you cannot directly cause any form of physical or psychological harm to your store employees.

Shop assistants also have human rights.

Lin Mo: "..."

Lin Mo was somewhat surprised to find this restriction.

However, he nodded slightly in agreement, feeling that the rule did make some sense.

"Since we can't lay a hand on the employee, let's revoke his employee status."

"That's a good idea," the sparrow replied immediately.

There are two ways to revoke someone's employment status: first, the employee voluntarily agrees to terminate the employment relationship.

[Secondly, you can also forcibly terminate the contract, but you will need to pay 10,000 points of revenue as compensation for unilateral breach of contract.]

Upon hearing "10,000 points of revenue," Lin Mo's face immediately darkened.

Are you kidding me?

I work hard to accumulate sales revenue to upgrade my store and unlock more features, not to waste it on this garbage.

"Although a turnover of 10,000 is not a lot for me now."

"But does this garbage even deserve my 10,000 yuan in revenue?!"

Lin Mo cursed without any politeness.

On the other side, after confirming that he was truly unharmed, Brother Long's fear was quickly replaced by a sense of triumph at escaping death.

I'm really fine. It seems the players are protected by some kind of rule, and the shop owner really can't harm us players.

This realization instantly emboldened him.

Although he dared not provoke Lin Mo again, his back straightened up unconsciously.

Just when Brother Long thought he had the victory in his grasp and even started to plan how to use this "loophole in the rules" to gain greater benefits for himself.

Lin Mo suddenly glanced at him.

He then ignored Brother Long and spoke calmly towards the crowd.

"Mo Fang."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

In the crowd, a man who had remained silent, whose aura blended seamlessly with his surroundings, slowly raised his head.

It was indeed the ink.

As soon as he took a step forward, the crowd automatically parted to make way for him.

He walked up to Lin Mo and bowed respectfully: "Master."

Mo Fang called out without any restraint, leaving those around him momentarily speechless with astonishment.

Lin Mo casually flicked his wrist, and a piece of parchment with a faint glow appeared out of thin air, landing lightly in Mo Fang's hand.

That was a contract termination notice.

"No matter what method you use," Lin Mo's voice was calm and even, yet carried an undeniable command: "Make him sign this."

The smug look on Brother Long's face froze instantly.

Looking at the flimsy parchment in Mo Fang's hand, he felt it was more deadly than any weapon in the world.

He can avoid being directly attacked by the store manager, but Mo Fang... Mo Fang is not the store manager!