Luyao stayed in the nail salon that afternoon, and didn't know that something had happened in the snack bar next door.
The advertisement of Luyao's snack bar is still played on the train every day. Many people who don't take the train have learned about the existence of the snack bar through their relatives, friends, and acquaintances. In addition, the news that someone died in the snack bar some time ago spread, and almost everyone rushed to Area A. The subway was paralyzed every day.
After realizing that the train was not very convenient, many people began to make their own cars, sedans, and motorcycles. The deserted streets gradually became crowded with cars, much more lively than before.
People flocked to Area A, but the snack bar was so small and the supply was limited. Every day, a large number of residents waited outside the snack bar and couldn't buy food.
This situation is not just one or two days, but has been like this every day for some time.
Some people can eat, some can eat occasionally, some can never get in line, or they are always just a little bit in line. The snack bar is sold out and closed.
As time goes by, the contradictions gradually intensify, and people start to quarrel and then fight.
The residents of Dreamland are undead, and fighting will not cause casualties. It is just an emotional release.
But if the contradictions are allowed to accumulate, sooner or later they will explode, and then the snack bar may be affected.
They are undead, but the store really exists.
The chief guard does not want any accidents to happen to the snack bar. After consideration, he issued a notice to summon the responsible persons of all thirteen districts.
Each area has management personnel, scattered among the park guards.
They were originally the guards of the demon god. After the demon god fell asleep in the paradise, these people had to maintain the normal operation of the paradise and ensure the stability of the dreamland.
Unless a major incident occurs, managers from all regions will rarely gather together.
The chief guard issued a notice in the morning, and in the afternoon, the twelve regional managers and paradise guards except for Area A arrived on the 99th floor of Area A on time.
Qing led them to the meeting room on the third floor. One of the managers of a remote area looked at the snack bar, "Is that the snack bar that has driven the residents crazy recently? Is it really that powerful?"
It looks like an ordinary three-story building, nothing special.
The chief guard of Zone J is a serious-looking middle-aged man. Hearing this, he said, "It's really amazing. All the amnesiacs sent to our park have recovered."
The first person to speak was the guard of Zone K. He was the only area in the district that did not have an amusement park. Compared with other areas, the information was much less accessible.
All the news he heard in Zone K was outside the Eighteen Hands. The news became more and more distorted, and in the end he didn't know whether to believe it or not.
Zone J has only one amusement park, and it turns out that it is a brother area with Zone K. After hearing what his colleagues in Zone J said, the guard began to be really curious about the snack bar. "I heard that the food in that store is really delicious. Have any of you tried it?"
The managers of the other eleven areas shook their heads. They have been guarding their own areas and are also responsible for the operation of the amusement parks in their areas, so they have a lot of things to do.
Even if they heard about such a shop, they couldn't come here to eat. Seeing the long line outside the shop, they gave up the idea of coming here to eat.
They couldn't understand why so many people waited for several days just to wait for a meal. It was a complete waste of time.
They might as well go to the park and play games with the living people instead of spending their time and energy there.
At this time, Qing stood up, with a hint of pride, "I've eaten it, it's delicious. I even regretted it after eating it. How great it would be if I were still alive, so I could enjoy those delicacies to my heart's content."
The guard in Area K looked at Qing with doubt in his eyes, "I don't believe it, unless you give me a bite."
Qing shook his head, and a very faint smile appeared in his eyes: "This method is useless. Even the captain of the guards has to queue up in that store."
This means that the captain of the guards has also been there.
The other guards exchanged glances, some became more curious about the snack bar, and some still didn't believe it.
Qing didn't say much, and took them back to the conference room.
Bai Jian sat in the middle of the conference table, waiting for everyone to take a seat.
He said in a deep voice: "I know you must have doubts in your heart, let's not talk about them for now, let's talk about it after dinner."
Bai Jian clapped his hands, Bai Ming and Xingzi appeared at the door of the conference room carrying a pile of lunch boxes, Xingzi smiled and said: "Boss Bai, the lunch boxes you ordered have arrived."
Bai Jian: "..."
I really want to pretend, but can you not be so rustic?
I want to cover my face.
Bai Ming and Xingzi put down the lunch boxes and slipped away, leaving the captain of the guards alone to face the curious eyes of the guards. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and ordered: "Young helpers, please distribute them, one for each person."
The captain of the guard usually has to line up at the back when he goes to the snack bar.
In order to order this lunch box, he revealed to Bai Ming that the attitude of the guards is the key to solving the current problem of overcrowding in the snack bar, which gave him such an opportunity.
Why look for Bai Ming? Because he is the deputy manager now.
After distributing the lunch boxes, Qing took his own and returned to his seat.
The manager of Area A is the chief guard, but the chief guard is usually busy, so some things are handed over to Qing, such as the forum information monitoring of the park.
There is no problem attending the meeting, the main thing is that you can get a lunch box, which is a pleasant surprise.
The guards of several areas who have actually eaten the snack bar’s meals are either in Area A or have resigned. The rest have become employees of the snack bar. Except for Bai Jian and Qing, everyone else here has seen the snack bar’s take-out for the first time.
The guard in Area K took the box and opened it immediately. Before he could see the food clearly, the aroma filled his nose and his eyes lit up. "What a nice smell!"
The other guards also opened their lunch boxes. A single bowl of soup was packed in another round box. The lunch box contained a bowl of white rice, a bowl of cold cucumber salad, a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a bowl of fried chicken with double peppers.
Various aromas filled the conference room. Some people couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and took a bite. They stared in disbelief: "This... is actually real!"
The guard in Area K swished the rice too hard and choked. He opened the bowl of soup and took a gulp.
The sweet and warm taste made him shudder. It turned out that this bowl was wine-brewed meatballs. It was sweet and delicious!!!
A guard nearby was eating while crying: "Oh my God! What kind of delicacy is this? Don't tell me that the guards in Area A eat this every day!"
Qing: "Pretty much, this is the food in a snack bar. But the owner is not here today, so her cooking is even better."
If it's better than this, how much more delicious would it be?
The other guards were initially surprised and shocked, but now they were already feeling jealous.
After everyone finished their meal, Bai Jian started to talk business: "The main reason I called you here today is about this snack bar. After eating these things, I believe you have understood the significance of that store to us."
At first, the guards were still skeptical, and now they just wished they could move to the side of the 99th floor and come here to eat every day.
Bai Jian said: "I have an idea. If you agree, we will follow the rules from now on. If you disagree, please come up with a better plan."
The biggest problem at present is that the snack bar can only supply a limited amount of food every day, which is far from meeting the needs of the thirteen districts.
Bai Jian's plan is to rotate the living areas, and the residents of the thirteen districts will take turns to live in District A, changing every month.
Residents who move into Area A that month can line up to eat at the snack bar. The pressure of one area is always lighter than that of thirteen areas together.
There are no problems with house prices or real estate in the Dream Land. People just go with the flow. In the beginning, this place was actually an ancient battlefield.
Although this proposal is troublesome, it is the best solution at present and was quickly passed unanimously.
Bai Jian was satisfied. In fact, he came up with this plan after hearing that Bai Ming became the deputy store manager.
The employees of the snack bar all want to be deputy store managers and go to ask the store manager for help.
Everyone hopes that the store manager will favor themselves, but Lu Yao thought of a rotation system, where everyone serves as the deputy store manager for one week, which inspired him.
After solving the first important problem, Bai Jian motioned Qing to speak.
Qing opened the Dreamland Paradise laptop and showed the guards the recent discussions of players in the forum, focusing on a post about selling a black ring.
A guard read it first, "This ring has not been used yet, and it has the mark of the guard leader's soul power."
Another person continued, "The person who got the ring wants to sell it, and there is a fierce quarrel below. Is 300,000 very expensive? I don't understand these living people very well. At least 20 years of life doesn't seem to be worth much to them."
Bai Jian said with a dark face, "The ring was ordered by the Demon God to give the store owner a food subsidy, but she seems to be unable to sell it."
The guards didn't know how serious it was that "it couldn't be sold", so Qing explained it for them, and the guards began to panic.
"If she doesn't have money to open the shop, we won't have anything to eat, is that what she means?"
Someone was smarter and asked directly: "What does the chief guard want us to do?"
Bai Jian said bluntly: "Each park will stop issuing black rings to the world of the dead, and the number of gray rings and white rings will be reduced to two-thirds of the original. This decision is not just for the store owner. I think, in addition to the park, we have many other things to do."
The emergence of the snack bar has reduced their dependence on the park in disguise.
Bai Jian suddenly realized that relying on the park alone did not make the dreamland better.
As for how to live better in this empty world, they need to find other answers.
On the same day, a Paradise player who had been waiting and watching for a few days could not help but take a screenshot of Lu Yao's post on the forum and send it to a high-level player group, "Big guys, please help me take a look, is this black ring worth three hundred thousand? It looks very new, as if it has never been used."
"Three hundred thousand? He could have just snatched it away, but he gave you a useless broken ring."
"Big guys, do you mean it's not worth it? I saw that her account is only level one, so she should be a newcomer. I thought the ring must be new."
"Don't even think about buying a black ring now if the price is over one hundred thousand."
"Okay, I'll send her a private message to ask her if she would sell it for one hundred thousand."
This person sent a private message to Lu Yao but received no reply.
When he went to see it again two days later, the price of the ring had risen instead of falling, from 300,000 to 1 million. He took a screenshot and sent it to the high-level player group, and happily complained about hundreds of things with the high-level players.
Nail salon.
Si Jin raised his hand to admire the newly repaired nail art from all angles, and nodded with satisfaction.
The owner was really amazing. He was originally worried that the second time would not be able to achieve the original effect, but he didn't expect it to be exactly the same as before.
When preparing to pay, Si Jin saw the magic book on the table and became curious: "Do you want to learn magic?" Lu Yao
nodded.
Si Jin picked up the magic book and flipped through it, frowning slightly: "This book is too superficial. You can't learn practical magic in eight hundred years. Next time I'll bring you a magic book."
Is there such a good thing?
Is Longdu so helpful? Lu
Yao blinked: "Thank you."
Si Jin threw four gold coins to her, walked to the door, and found that Harold did not follow, so he urged: "Harold, let's go."
Harold sat on the chair, holding a tablet and flipping through the nail art styles.
Si Jin insisted on showing him this thing, so he reluctantly took a look. Otherwise, he would not be interested in such a plain and troublesome little thing.
When he was thinking about this, Si Jin suddenly called him. He felt a little annoyed because he hadn't seen the end yet. Lu Yao
walked over and said tactfully: "It's too late, the shop is about to close. If you like a style, you can make an appointment first and come to do it tomorrow."
Harold: "..."
The little black dragon was entangled and angry. He admitted that he liked these little things a little and hadn't seen enough, but this human was driving him away.
The air seemed to be stagnant. In the end, Harold said nothing. He reluctantly put down the tablet and disappeared into the night.
The next morning, Lu Yao went to the snack bar as usual and met the captain of the guard.
The captain of the guard and Qing were eating beef noodles in the store. The captain of the guard came over and said a few words to her. Lu Yao
went out to log in to the Paradise Forum, changed the price of the black ring, and then went to the nail salon.
As soon as he opened the door of the store, the system prompted: [The little black dragon has been waiting for you for a long time. ]
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