Is this okay?

……

Soon, Leng Mo took out a piece of white paper, drew a symbol on one of the sheets, shuffled them all, and started letting Akemi Homura draw cards.

He wasn't afraid that Homura Akemi could stop time, because there was more than one person present who could stop time.

"Come on, everyone get a share! One hand delivers the goods, the other draws a card! No cheating allowed!"

Leng Mo shouted happily, holding the crumpled paper in his hand, ready to make a fortune, as if he had already mastered the rules of victory!

As a result, Madoka, the senior student standing to the side, complained to all of Homura Akemi:

"There are so many of you, and he's just one person. Why don't you deal with this guy first and then think about how to divide the spoils?"

"..."

"..."

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Upon hearing this, Leng Mo was stunned, and countless Akemi Homura were also stunned.

Everyone, including Homura Akemi, seemed to freeze in place, as if the air itself had become still.

The next second, all of Homura Akemi's gazes turned to Leng Mo in unison, their eyes even becoming sharp.

Leng Mo's hands and feet were ice cold, and his whole body was trembling, almost like he had Parkinson's disease.

Little! Round! Senior!

Aren't we together?!

His scalp tingled and his eyes widened. He looked at his senior, Xiaoyuan, who was standing to the side, completely unexpected. He never expected that what he was about to get would be gone so suddenly.

Ahhh! My weapons! Ahhh! My spoils of war!

Was this also part of your plan, Madoka-senpai?

Faced with countless Akemi Homuras who could stop time, Leng Mo went from being drenched in sweat to being drenched in cold sweat.

Numbness, numbness within numbness, numbness within numbness, general anesthesia.

Regardless of what happens next, he still clearly understands one fact.

That is……

Oh no! Damn it!

"You...you mustn't come near me! I'm scared!!"

Chapter 140 What is the after-sales service phone number?

Leng Mo felt utterly devastated as he watched Akemi Homura's group relentlessly approach him.

Why did something that could have been incredibly profitable turn out like this?

And then... no more.

Leng Mo was overwhelmed by Akemi Homura's ocean of despair.

"Ahhhhh! Don't step on me! Don't hit my face!"

Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle!

Although no one knew what was going on, countless Akemi Homuras started fighting at this moment, and incidentally, they also beat up Leng Mo, who was caught in the middle.

Seeing this, Senior Xiaoyuan showed no sympathy whatsoever; in fact, she thought he did a good job.

Who told Leng Mo to be so heartless and insane, exploiting Akemi Homura's weaknesses to attack relentlessly, even extorting money from her? He's utterly shameless.

It's good to get a beating, so this guy won't start thinking about anything else.

After a brutal beating, everyone, including Homura Akemi, snatched the clothes from Leng Mo's hands and then frantically fought over the magical girl outfit, even pulling out machine guns, rocket launchers, landmines, and all sorts of other weapons.

The scene was absolutely chaotic.

Leng Mo, covered in ash, lay on the ground, pointing forward in an unstoppable manner.

"What's going on with you guys?"

At this moment, Homura Akemi walked up, looking at Leng Mo and the others with a speechless expression. She was Homura Akemi from the forum.

"Who are you?"

Madoka looked at Homura Akemi with a puzzled expression, somewhat surprised that Homura wasn't trying to steal the clothes.

"forum."

When Homura Akemi uttered those two words, everyone instantly understood: there was only one Homura Akemi on the forum.

"Oh! It's you! Hello, I'm Madoka-senpai!"

Senior Madoka waved happily, full of anticipation, with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Doesn't this guy care?" Homura Akemi pointed at Leng Mo on the ground, her face full of speechlessness. She was still somewhat grateful to Leng Mo, but the way he acted was not flattering.

She couldn't even express her gratitude; she even felt that this guy had deliberately sent her here to extort money from the other Homura Akemis.

"Never mind him, he deserves it. Who told him to try to screw everyone over?"

Xiaoyuan-senpai said without any politeness, crossing her arms in front of her chest and even speaking with a sense of self-righteousness.

……

A moment later, Leng Mo, Kaneki, Kazuma, Tatsumi, Kirito, Sheele, Madoka-senpai, and Homura Akemi sat at the bar, each with a steaming bowl of ramen in front of them.

This was made by Homura-nee. As the oldest member of Homura's family, she is very good at cooking, so she became the mascot of the Akemi House.

"That's strange. I thought we only had Homura Akemi here. I didn't expect that there were other people who were able to come."

Sister Yan, standing in front of the bar, looked at Leng Mo and the others with a surprised expression. She seemed a bit dazed, but her words and actions exuded a mature charm.

Even a simple gesture like flipping her hair gives off a unique vibe.

"Mmm! This little fire is really good!" Senior Madoka stroked her chin and nodded with great satisfaction, her eyes fixed on Fire Sister.

"As expected of Madoka, I love her the most." When Homura heard Madoka say that, she immediately smiled happily and clapped her hands together.

"In that case, are there any special set meals for Little Round?"

Xiaoyuan's eyes lit up as she thought of something, feeling that she could take advantage of the situation.

"Of course! What do you want? I can do anything. Oh, and there's a hot spring and massage place in the back. We can arrange that if you want."

The woman opposite her, Yan Jie, introduced herself very gently, her eyes fixed on Xiao Yuan-senpai.

"Um!?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Mo and He Zhen suddenly widened their eyes, realizing something good had happened, and their gazes sharpened.

The next second, Sister Yan made a cross shape with her hands.

"No men!"

"..."

"..."

Instantly, Leng Mo and He Zhen lowered their heads and fell silent.

I'm so angry and cold! When will we men be able to stand up again? This is the tears of our times.

"This is really great!"

Upon hearing this, Madoka immediately smiled happily, finally feeling proud to be Madoka.

At this moment, Kirito subtly glanced at the other Homura Akemi, especially at the 1p symbol above this Homura Akemi's head, which looked very familiar to any gamer.

"I've been wondering about this ever since... what's with the 1p on your head?"

Kirito finally couldn't help but ask, and Leng Mo, who was standing next to him, suddenly widened his eyes and looked over.

"Tomura!?"

"It's Homura!!"

Little Flame reflexively started complaining to Leng Mo, her face full of frustration, as if she had been through a lot.

"Oh, it's you, Akemi Tamura."

Seeing this reaction, Leng Mo was certain it was Tamura; there was no mistake.

"So it's Xiaoyan! Why do you always get my name wrong, just like Xiaoyuan?!" Tamura slammed his fist on the table in frustration, complaining to Leng Mo with a look of utter helplessness on his face.

"After all, we're all Homura, so it'll be easier to distinguish if I call you Tamura."

Leng Mo looked at Tamura with a subtle expression, taking it very seriously.

"Fine... I can accept this reason." Tamura pressed his forehead with his fingers, looking frustrated, and leaned against the bar, trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol, but only made things worse.

"So what's with that 1p on your head?"

Kirito was eager to know the answer to this question because it had too many flaws for him.

Tamura, standing next to him, took a sip of beer and said with a weary expression, "I don't know. It was already here when I arrived. I don't know why it's so unique, or maybe everyone's unique, and mine is just irrelevant."

"Ah this..."

This answer embarrassed Kirito; it wasn't what he expected.

Leng Mo told Kirito, "Tamura is the protagonist of this world, and Akemiya is presented from her perspective, which is why she has a 1p on her head."

"Oh! I see, now I understand."

Upon hearing this, Kirito immediately realized the situation and understood the matter.

At this moment, Leng Mo quietly approached Tamura with a comical smile on his face and said in a consultative tone, "Hey, Tamura. Let's talk about something."

"What?" Tamura looked over in confusion, and when he saw the comical smile on Leng Mo's face, he felt that this guy was going to cause trouble.

The original Homura Akemi, standing to the side, was speechless at the sight of this situation; she had just been beaten up and now this was happening again.

Under everyone's curious gazes, Leng Mo said kindly:

"What's the after-sales service number? I want to buy a few time-stop devices."

"How do you know this thing is worth buying?" Tamura stared in shock, raising the disc on her arm. This was a magical girl's unique equipment. Although it broke once and she had to contact customer service, only she knew about it.

It also features a pocket and a time-stop switch.

Chapter 141 Is Your Heart Made of Coal?!

"Of course it's Doraemon's secret gadget!"

Leng Mo chuckled to himself, covering his mouth and not intending to explain.

He knew that this stuff could be sold wholesale, and that it was even listed for sale in some world's shopping malls, and that Tamura had even run into it.

That's right!

Miracles and magic appeared and were displayed for sale in the mall!

I have to say, it truly lives up to its reputation as a hilarious comic!

"Wait! What do you mean?!" The real Homura Akemi next to her widened her eyes immediately upon hearing Leng Mo's words, and she even doubted whether she had misheard.

Is the round shield I have, which can control time and store items, a wholesale purchase?

This fact was hard for her to accept. This was magic that she had traded her life and future for, and now you're telling me it was wholesale?

"Ah, Xiaoyan, I'm telling you, don't get agitated."

Leng Mo felt a little sorry for Xiao Meiyan when he heard how nervous she was, after all, her experience was different from others.

"You said..." Homura Akemi's face was dark and her expression was unreadable.

"It's impossible for you, but in Tamura, this stuff is really sold wholesale, and there's even after-sales service."

"..."

Cupid!

Homura Akemi was filled with rage, so rageful that she wanted to devour Kyubey.

After a brief moment of anger, Homura Akemi frowned and realized her blind spot.

If it's wholesale, then there are many ways to operate.

"So what's the customer service number?"