Supermarkets connect to all realms, it's not too much for a succubus to like me, is it?

Squeak—Clang!

The locked roller shutter door was violently twisted, and a piercing metallic sound tore through the night sky.

With one hand gripping the edge of the door, he forcefully lifted it up, and the heavy iron door was lifted halfway by his bare hands!

Zhao Qinghan's figure flashed like lightning, darting through the crack in the door and sliding to the ground, bringing with it a chilling aura.

"Don't move! This is an incident handled by the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs!"

The moment she landed, her right hand was already on the psionic interference gun at her waist, a gun capable of shattering the soul of a D-rank demon with a single shot.

however……

The supermarket was brightly lit and filled with the aroma of oden broth with bonito flakes; it was nothing like a scene of a blood sacrifice in a demon's lair.

"Oh, Officer Zhao, what's going on now?"

Lin Mo was still holding a can of Red Bull, his hand frozen in mid-air.

The helplessness on her face seemed to say, "Big sister, are you sick?"

"Boss, are you going to damage this door too? Should it be considered company damage or yours?"

Zhao Qinghan ignored him, her gaze quickly sweeping across the store before finally settling on a corner next to the shelf.

Su Jiu'er was squatting on a small stool, holding a paper cup, happily munching on a radish that had soaked up all the soup.

The black, fleshy wings on her back looked incredibly stiff, like cheap plastic models, and there was even a label still hanging on her tail that hadn't been completely removed—"Multiverse Illusion Sticker: 2.0 Streamer Exclusive".

These are the items Lin Mo just redeemed using system points.

It can transform all otherworldly features into these cheap special effects in the eyes of ordinary people and low-level ability users.

Lin Mo realized things were going to go wrong and urgently contacted Su Jiu'er to save the day.

"Who are you? What's with the wings on your back?"

Zhao Qinghan approached step by step, raising the muzzle of his gun slightly and pointing it at Su Jiu'er.

Startled by the scene, Su Jiu'er's hand trembled, and she almost dropped the radish in her mouth.

She glanced at Zhao Qinghan, then turned to look at Lin Mo, her pale purple eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

"Manager, is this lady... a police cosplayer? The uniform looks really realistic. I'd like to order one too; my fans will definitely love it."

Lin Mo chuckled inwardly; this succubus's acting was alright.

He sighed, pulled a crumpled document from under the counter, and tossed it onto the table.

"Officer Zhao, take a good look. This is my newly signed 'Midnight Shop Exploration Host,' Su Jiu'er, stage name Little Witch Su."

Lin Mo pointed to the red official seal generated by the system on the contract and spoke nonsense with a straight face.

"Business is tough these days. If I don't hire some top-notch livestreamers to sell my products, my shop will have to close down."

The video you're seeing is part of our script. What I have in my hand is our new prank toy, the "Wriggling Stress-Relieving Meatball." What, is making short videos illegal now?

Zhao Qinghan frowned and strode to the cashier.

She grabbed the contract and read it word by word, even reaching out to pinch the "wings" on Su Jiu'er's back.

It does feel like cheap plastic and even has a rubbery smell.

"What was that psionic fluctuation just now?"

Zhao Qinghan remained vigilant.

She just detected a very high energy peak on the detector.

"My dear Detective Zhao, shouldn't you call in your detector for repair?"

Lin Mo smiled and pointed to the phone in Su Jiu'er's hand.

"The latest holographic projection fill light phone case in Shanghai, with its own unique ambiance."

We've gone to great lengths to get traffic.

"If you don't believe me, go check her profile. That video she just posted has over 10,000 likes."

Zhao Qing snorted coldly, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

While the explanation made sense, her intuition told her that Lin Mo, this college student, definitely had a problem.

Just as she was about to conduct a further search, a sudden, intense wave of dizziness struck her.

"Well……"

Zhao Qinghan swayed, her originally pale face instantly turning bright red, even tinged with a sickly purplish-red.

Her hands, which were gripping the cash register, trembled violently, the veins on the back of her hands bulging, as if the blood vessels were about to burst.

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed.

This is the overload of the awakened one's spiritual energy.

Zhao Qinghan estimated that his mental strength had been overdrawn to the limit due to long-term high-intensity use of his superpowers, and he might lose control at any time, or even explode and die.

"Officer Zhao, your body temperature is so high you could fry an egg in it."

Lin Mo put away his joking expression and became unusually serious.

Zhao Qinghan gasped for breath, her forehead instantly soaked with sweat.

She tried to use her psychic powers to calm herself, but the violent force rebounded even more fiercely.

"None of your business. Just stay away from me..."

She gritted her teeth, her voice hoarse, and reached for the stabilizer in her pocket with her right hand.

Unfortunately, his movements were unsteady, and the blue vial fell to the ground with a "thud" and shattered into pieces.

Zhao Qinghan's eyes began to glaze over, and her consciousness was gradually overwhelmed by the heat.

Just then, a glass bottle containing a bright green, cool liquid was gently pushed in front of her.

"I'll give you a discount because you're committed to maintaining world peace."

Lin Mo's voice rang out, "This specially made herbal tea clears heat and detoxifies, and quickly reduces internal heat. One sip, and all your internal heat will be gone."

Zhao Qinghan didn't care about anything else. Her survival instinct made her grab the bottle and take a big gulp.

A gentle and cool sensation slid down her esophagus, instantly transforming into countless streams of cool air that rushed into her nearly dried-up and cracked spiritual energy channels.

The violent heat flow hissed and was instantly calmed upon contact with the emerald green aura.

As his chaotic consciousness returned to normal, nourished by this pure spiritual energy, Zhao Qinghan discovered that his A-level bottleneck, which had been stuck for a year, was now emitting a slight cracking sound.

The feeling of complete relaxation and comfort made her let out a suppressed groan.

A moment later, Zhao Qinghan opened her eyes. The bloodshot in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a more refined light.

She broke through?!

Although it is not completely stable yet, it has already reached the edge of S-class.

"What...what kind of potion is this?"

Zhao Qinghan stared blankly at the empty bottle.

Even the most advanced stabilizers from the regulatory authority cannot achieve this effect.

"I already told you, it's a specially made herbal tea, a secret recipe from my ancestors."

Lin Mo yawned and typed a few numbers into the cash register. "500 yuan, no bargaining. WeChat and Alipay accepted, no credit."

Zhao Qinghan remained silent.

She gave Lin Mo a deep look.

500 yuan?

This bottle of medicine would fetch at least a seven-figure sum in US dollars on the black market.

Who exactly is this guy?

"...I'll pay for it."

Zhao Qinghan put away his gun, and his originally cold aura suddenly weakened.

"500 yuan received via Alipay".

She didn't mention the search again, because she knew that if someone could casually produce something like that, she wouldn't be able to find out anything if they really wanted to hide something.

"Lin Mo, I will still keep an eye on you."

Zhao Qinghan stopped at the door. "Don't let me catch you doing anything inhumane."

After saying that, she turned and disappeared into the night.

Only after the pressure completely disappeared did Su Jiu'er spit out a piece of radish peel, jump to the counter, tear off the sticker on her back, and unfold her fleshy wings, her tail thrashing restlessly.