Buddhist player

Chapter 100 On Capitalists

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yuan Qing opened his eyes.

Hearing the commotion coming from the front hall, and staring at the ceiling for a moment, she was awakened and sat up in bed expressionlessly.

After washing up, she went to the front hall.

Unlike the spacious and tranquil place she had previously managed, the front hall was now crammed with things, and there was hardly any room to stand.

"Can I refuse?"

Su Qun's face turned rather pale as he looked at the potion being handed to him.

"Don't worry, it's your favorite snail rice noodle flavor. I specially made it to take care of you. Remember to give me your feedback after you finish drinking it."

The person waved their hand, appearing very understanding.

"Also, a new batch of raw materials has arrived. When you go to deliver this shipment later, remember to bring the raw materials back with you."

"Hmm, you're awake. Why are you up so early today?"

Turning her head, she saw someone looking at her with surprise.

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Yuan Qing glanced at the other person but didn't reply. After making herself a cup of hot tea, she went to her usual seat and sat down.

—Right now, she is filled with regret.

Two days ago, their magical prop shop received a large order from the relevant department. Originally, this order was none of her business, after all, she was just a small shop assistant. The problem was that she had said something about having a skill that could increase the success rate.

After experiencing the effects of her permanent passive lucky aura, someone immediately decided to change the medicine-making location to the shop — so why did she have to say something in the first place?

With one hand supporting her cheek on the table, Yuan Qing stared blankly at the steaming teacup in front of her.

—She strongly suspected that she was possessed by an evil spirit at the time.

"morning!!!"

Just as she was lost in thought, a deep, energetic voice rang out, and a certain "muscle Barbie" appeared at the store entrance with her little follower.

(And this guy too.)

Yuan Qing glanced at the tall, imposing figure standing at the shop entrance, his face expressionless.

They weren't the only ones to receive large orders; the other party's magical equipment shop also received orders from the official source. As for why the other party was here—the principle is the same as above.

"Uh—is this guy alright?"

Looking at the peacefully lying Sukuran with its eyes closed at her feet, Kōreimon asked hesitantly.

She still vaguely remembered the effeminate man who had come to their shop two days ago.

"It's okay, you won't die."

After kicking the other person and confirming that the other person's body had not hardened, Bai Chen calmly gave a reply.

"You go about your business, don't worry about this guy, he'll get up from the ground on his own in a bit—"

"breakfast."

She placed a bag in front of him, staring intently into his eyes the entire time, her tone quiet and serene.

"Well----"

Looking at the breakfast laid out in front of him, Bai Chen unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

Ever since he discovered that his [Langya Staff] had been put up for auction and won by a mysterious buyer, the other party's tone towards him had almost always been that of a ghost seeking revenge.

Because of the heavy debt, Kalime's guild was actually quite poor. The main reason why almost all the other members of the guild left but Kiyoshi did not was because she owed her guild leader a large sum of money.

Without exaggeration, the [Langya Staff] that the demon spirit made for her was the most valuable thing she owned. It would have been fine if she had lost the weapon, but at least she survived. But what if the weapon hadn't actually been lost, but had been secretly put up for auction by some guy?

Unfortunately, he didn't react immediately yesterday.

Even though a whole day had passed, the strange taste from yesterday's breakfast still seemed to linger on his tongue.

"It's okay, I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

Coughing slightly, Bai Chen turned away somewhat guiltily—and then watched as Qing Shiyi carried the breakfast towards the counter.

—It really is floating.

"It's alright, the child is just having trouble adjusting right now. She'll be much better once she understands."

She patted him on the shoulder, and Kōreimon had a knowing look on her face.

"Back when she found out she owed me a lot of money, she hovered around me like this for almost a week, which really scared me to death — you just get used to it."

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Bai Chen glanced at Huo Lingmeng beside him, and after comparing the size difference between the two, decided to remain silent.

He suddenly became curious about who the remaining vice president of the opposing guild was.

"So—they've already gone back?"

Back at the villa, Bai Chen looked at the empty and desolate living room and let out a sigh of relief.

If they haven't returned for so long, either they've been caught up in a forced mission, or they've actually returned to their own world.

Judging from Yin Hongxiao's change of heart in the last period, he was more inclined to believe the latter. Although there was still poison in her body that had not been cured, what if her talent [Karmic Fire] could solve the problem?

What truly confirmed his hypothesis was the gold he found in the basement of the villa.

"But even if you leave, you should at least leave a note saying goodbye, right? Honestly—I should have known better than to live in such a big house."

Shaking his head slightly, Bai Chen dragged his tired body back to his room after a busy day.

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Although I don't know what the authorities are planning, judging from the orders I and Huo Lingmeng have received, and the fact that major forces are sweeping up all kinds of supplies in the market, it seems like something big is about to happen.

—Or has it already happened?

With his hands behind his head, Bai Chen looked up at the ceiling.

Although it was already late August, the temperature showed no signs of dropping; on the contrary, it kept rising. Even though it was late at night, the room was still as stuffy as a steamer.

But with his current physical condition, this stuffiness is nothing to him at all — huh?

Suddenly frowning, Bai Chen sat up from the bed.

After listening intently for a while, he went directly to the balcony. However, when he looked in the direction of the noise, the scene before him made him pause in surprise.

About a hundred meters away from his villa, in the backyard of another villa, the lights were on, and a small construction team was busy digging a swimming pool under the cover of night.